Swinters here again
Swinter! that bizarre time between the seasons
when winter by all odds should have hit with a vengeance
and yet we still get prolonged summer conditions with more
South Easters than you slap a glider at. Saturday just turned on
to a howler of note with the only person to make St.James
by all accounts was Steve, the rest of the crew being tied up in building
projects like a harem of hamsters, as the PSS bug bites deeper
and more time is spent in the shed/room/dungeon for the next 5 weeks or so.
Sunday dawned a beauty, although the early morning chill
as you slide your way across the dew laden grass to the shed,
for a spot of hasty battery charging,
indicates a not so subtle shift towards the winter months.
Red Hill was blustery and a full on South Easter and
virtually the entire crew arrived for an absolutely great days sloping.
As the day progressed so did the wind, so did the general flying, and so did the insane combat.
With the every strengthening conditions adding some zing to the lift zone
we all flew just about every glider in the kit, and took in some insane combat sessions.
Steve managed to lose BEE wing stabiliser, not once, not twice,
but three times as we took glee in removing them for him,
in the air and at high speed… there were also a few stabilisers that were just plain chopped off,
Nic first and then mine later, at the base and next to the wing itself, so there were
quite a few yells of “spare parts!”coming out of the flight line as another hapless wing took a thumping.
The tears in the eyes of the pilots in the flight line were not from the cold wind,
but from the howls of belly-aching laughter that exploded with each hit
and subsequent stabiliser removal.
Man it was a good day, … possibly the best day for a long time!
However we said that last weekend… and will probably say it next weekend.
That’s what slope soaring is all about.