Wings over Wolfgat
Wolfgat (translation would be wolf hole/den) aquired it’s name in 1962
after the discovery of a cave where a pack of hyenas had at some time lived and bred.
Dating back 40 000 years, the site was rich in fossils as differing inhabitants
over a wee bit of time had taken shelter in the cave.
Limestone cliffs rise up out of the Indian Ocean and specifically out of the False Bay coast line.
Desperate to find a southerly facing site we headed for the limestone cliffs
and took on some rugged slope soaring. The wind reached the 40km/h mark
as we reached the destination and due to the fact that you are at the top of a sea facing cliff…
and not half way up it as we are used to, so sand, salt water and wind were in abundance.
Not to be outdone we threw out the BEE wings to test the air and settled in for an afternoon
of getting your hairstyle elegantly adjusted by natural forces, while grinning manically in the howling wind.
In the end the lift proved so good we had a chance to throw out the Impalas and
get some formation flying going. Quite surprising the amount of
lift that such a shallow cliff face created. Having said that, if you fell off said cliff,
you weren’t likely to be coming back in a hurry.
Notable was the falcon that joined us for the afternoon,
something we are now seeing a lot of, and which seemed to take great pleasure
in chasing down the gliders and tracking them around the sky.
Brilliant to watch at a place I would have never expected to see them.
That was Saturday taken care of, pity about the lack of an associated pub…
Sunday dawned with a good South Easter well and truly in place
the days flying took place at Red Hill. Bar the few incidents with a couple of gliders
getting damaged as the mountain side evidently jumped out and grabbed them,
the day was a blast in strong conditions and combat, glass ship and
general flying being well catered for.