The lift was not so obvious today, (Sunday) on Big L. Of course Fred can fly on nothing more than a rabbits fart :evil: but I struggled for the first part. He was doing rolls and loops while I was scratching around trying to stay in the air! :evil: :evil:
At one point I had my (Freds’ ex) 4mtr ASW 22 sinking fast, unable to find any lift at all. I could already see the top of the plane but Fred kept shouting “Go further out! go further out!” So with the plane getting further and ‘smaller’ as she sailed out into the distance, while getting lower and lower, I resisted the urge to turn back to the slope.
“But Fred,” I protested, “she’s already a kilometre out from the ridge and still sinking, I’ll never get her back!” :cry:
“Keep going you’ll find something, just keep going……..use minimal input to the controls!“
So with dry lips and sweaty palms I watched this 4mtr bird shrink to the size of a dot………….and then she went up
……..and up a bit more
…..and up, up, up…….And I started breathing again. :lol:
There was more ridge lift to be found further along the South slope today although still not quite as much as yesterday so it was there that I made camp and enjoyed the pleasures of the ASW and also the much repaired and patched Phase 6, which flew remarkably well considering she has a curved fuse’! Looks a bit like a banana,…..only blue and white instead of yellow!
Alas, no one else was to join us so by just after 2pm I collected up my gear and started back down the hill.
Just before arriving at the car park I met Alan who was on his way up to the slope. How did you get on Alan?
The weekend turned out much better than I had expected, although I definitely prefer ridge lift to flying out from the hill hunting for thermals. Each to their own,……but I’d rather let someone else find the therms, then I’ll fly out to them once I know where they are. (I enjoy breathing!)
K.
