Coil corner, Aero League, a wee bit of insanity and cops and robbers
What a fun weekend!
Saturday saw the arrival of the first frontal system backed up by at least 2 more
so winter has hailed it’s arrival with some massive winds, wet weather and bitter cold.
Ain’t the Cape of Storms for nothing
Cannot imagine having been in one of those wooden bathtubs they called ships back then,
going around the Cape in 1652. Brave lads they were.
But back to the weekend past. On the back of the first frontal system,
Brendan and myself found ourselvbes on a south westerly slope on Chapman’s Peak,
fondly refered to as coil corner due to the amount of dog poop found scatterd on this very scenic corner.
The lift on the edge was fine, but once you broke through the middle section
it appears we were able to hijack a second wave and were able to spec out of site
due to the cold lift, and the vast mountain back behind us.
Note the blue sky in the pics below and stare very carefuly. You will see two specs there,
two very small specs, but Bee wings none the less at some silly height.
Sunday dawned with an ever freshening North Westerly blow, building to what
would be a pretty impressive crescendo by Monday night.
We were able to run the Aero League in the morning session and on our simplified maneuvers
we all left feeling the need to practice, practice, practice.
Simple as they are, they are not that simple, as simplicity now required perfection.
No is it longer about doing a difficult maneuver half way right,
but more about really doing a simple manouvre very well.
Very taxing that part. Inverted straight and level for 5 seconds…Right!
This we followed by a run up to the Sandy Bay ridge where we have tried to
DS before. We raced the incoming rain to try and get to the ridge as dry as possible
and were greetd by a howling 70km/h wind. Whoohaa.
and so DS we did, but the poor BEE wings were just no match for the fury of mother nature
and really struggled to penetrate through the turbulence at the back.
Those who got 2 or 3 circuits in were amazed at the speed gain.
but the BEE wing death toll was somewhat high and
Christo was heard to bemoan the demise of his new covering job
as the BEE took to terra firma in a really firma sort of way.
Man that place will cook with a 20-30 KM/H wind on it.
Eventually the rain chased us down the hill and we retired to the cars.
And this is where the cops and robbers part kicked in. Christo’s car had a window smashed
and his bag and Impala were missing. Quite what this borrower of things was going to do
with a TOSS emblazoned Impala is anybody’s idea, and the loss of the TX in the bag would be immense.
This started a large scale hunt throught the bushes by the 5 guys who were on the hill.
Steve, Bill, Jeff and myself took to the bushes, Grahame took to his car and did a patrol,
only to find another car with the same fate and missing wallets. Grahame then headed for the main roads
while we called the cops for vans to dispatch. To cut a long story short, Grahame caught the bugger,
cornered the cockroach taxi he was climbing into, and signalled a passing police van in a matter of the blink of an eye.
Our erstwhile borrower of things then left the scene over a fence with SAPS in pursuit
and was duly apprehended. Back to the bushes we went, with the borrower in tow
and the Impala was pointed out and gratefully reunited with it’s owner as was the flight bag and TX.
The other cars wallets were all found as well and so thanks to absolutely brilliant work
by the South African Police Service, the day ended very well indeed.
In the end the borrower was a well seasoned borrower of things,
known to the cops and happily taken in. Just a pity that the action of a serial borrower
dampened what was one hell of a fun day, but all’s well that ends well.
A huge thanks to SAPS and all the TOSSer who were involved in the manhunt.
Jeez, this weekend gonna be boring… Not.