End of the world? Time to catch up
Well, almost there folks…End of the world due in a scant 9 days time thanks to the Mayans
and a shortage of granite I believe.
First time the job jar ever had a slip in it that said “Build Bunker”
and had one day allocated to it.
Going to have to be a rush job me thinks.
The Cape Doctor has been scalding us to death with wind from the South East
and the temperature is a cozy 37 degrees Celsius here in town at the moment.
But lets backtrack to two weekends ago, when the heat was up there
in the 30″s and nobody expected there to be lift at Red Hill
and yet it was one of the most awesome days of the year.
Moderate, cool winds drove through the alien vegetation and
the few of us that ventured up the hill had an awesome time
only relenting when the batteries were flat.
The heat was of course a precursor to the cold front about to arrive the next day….
on the middle of summer!
And so we switched to the opposite end of the peninsula
and had an equally brilliant day up at Chapmans Peak
in stunning north westerly conditions.
So good was it, that we tried to launch Mally’s largescale Impala.
After a few ill fated launch attempts from yours truly…
whose short stature was playing against his ability to turn the
7 kilo Impala into anything but a belly flopping pile of fiberglass.
But once the 6 foot plus Ryan had his hand on the beast it was all away and well
and impressing in the sky like all large Impalas should do.
So impressed was Steve by this that he took out the Bearcat…..
all 6 kilos of it…. and the throwing match started once again.
Kev – 0 Fynbos – 1: Ryan – 0 Fynbos 1: and eventually Steve hands me the transmitter
and throws the bleeding thing himself, while I try to steady a large craft
that I have never flown before.
In the end all’s well that ends well and the pair of them had a stunning time
showing of these large scale beauties.
Jeez, did we fly that day, 7 hours in total.
And so last weekend we got the south east wind back and
had a great time on Red Hill early on Saturday morning before the wind got out of control
and I heard the lads had a good time up at Red Hill on Sunday in 60km+ winds
while I was musing over a early Xmas lunch in the form of smoked leg of pig.
Ah well Festive season well and truly open,
so the very best wishes to one and all of you for a great holiday
and finally if the Mayans got it all cocked up, Planet X does not exist…
and if we make Xmas, a good one of those too…
and we make New Years, a brilliant one of those as well.
Brendan Getting the Vector ready to rock
Mally’s impala doping the rounds
Steve’s Bearcat finally airborne
Happy Xmas to all