52 degrees at 3:30 light breeze from the North East.
John Sieb took off first …My launch was clean partly because I layed out on the dirt with fewer weed stubs.
John and I returning to the field after sunset… but the sun was still shining at altitude
Just a few Pelicans are left at Chatfield
A side benefit of experimenting with the throttle strap is that it is forcing me to do a slow roll out. The strap is a little too wide and right now it inhibits my ability to “mash the throttle” until after I released the “A’s” and rearranged my fingers I was rolling and accelerating slow which gave me so much more time to pay attention to the details. The wing comes up…release the “A’s” …stabilize the wing … reposition the hands to get more throttle … accelerate … and take-off.
I’m going to trim the Velcro before my next flight and should have better throttle control but I ‘ll remember how it felt to get the wing stable over head at a third to one half power ….
#464 & #465
Titan with a fresh breeze … 54 degrees and John Sieb to round things out. The goose hunters were hoping to bring in a flock and did ! Dispite us flying around. A large group came in as I was making final approach they got 4.
The first was short because the air was ratty but the second was nice. I was having trouble with the weeds snagging the wing during inflation and had to abort when a tip was nailed firmly to the ground. BUT I made it a point to keep the taxi slow for a good long time before committing to launch.and was pleased with the landings.
John and I flew around the patch a bit but it was getting chilly and we landed about 4:30
At 3:00 John was already up and climbing to the North.
I unloaded and watched the wind shift through 290 degree arc. It was a cold wind with lots of moisture (well …lots for this country) and for some reason I didn’t feel like flying. I watched and waited for 45 minutes and it was cycling South East to North and North West about every 20 minutes. I almost pulled the trike back down but once I decided not to fly my head wasn’t in it.
As the sun dropped to the foothills it calmed down for about 5 minutes and John Sieb came into sight, high following Roxbourough Rd. He said, “it wasn’t too bad”, but then he told about getting tossed and a partial collapse with serious altitude penalty. John always has had a better bump tolerance than I so I felt good about sitting this afternoon out. He had a good flight and I was glad for him…
We chatted a bit about wings and the Salton Sea Fly In When the cold started to get to me I headed home.
My appraisal was done by 2:30 the sky had a thin skin of high clouds and it looked like it might glass off. So.. at the last minute I decided to fly. I hurried home, pulled on my boots and was at the field setting up 3:30.The wind was light from the south so I triked to the south end of the field and set up. While I was going through the final checks the wind picked up freshly from the west. I didn’t expect success but waited for a lull and gave it a try. No Joy the wing did just as expected and came up way too crooked to attempt correcting it. Moving to the center I reset and launched without brakes to the South West.
The air was smooth for the first 500 feet but at 600ft. I was starting to get buffeted by small puffs which could have been some rotor off the foothills. Flying East over the big open fields I went downwind at a pretty good clip. A couple of times I was swung fairly hard with the wing banking 30 degrees so I turned back and slowly made my way back to the field. The throttle was not fastened as tightly as usual and it did not like going to idle so when I got to the power lines I was still at cruise and just barely penetrating. I was actively flying the wing and didn’t want to let off brake to change the trim so I just tufted it out and took my time. I was glad to be high when I caught some sink and dropped 50 feet before leveling off.
Below 200 ft.it was down right rowdy. Twice I came in on final and bolted, once when I was popped up and then some serious sink had me dropping to fast for comfort. The third try was nice. The breeze was strong and I came in at less than 10 mph and touched down as light as a feather.
Steve Abbey flew by just after I landed, my wing came down behind ready to inflate and for about 2 seconds I considered relighting the motor and joining him. He overflew me going East and when he turned back was parked right over my head. I watched him slowly make his way back toward home and collected my wing.
By the time I was ready to go the winds were way beyond flyable. I smiled at my good timing and threaded my way between the goose decoys back toward the highway.
Calm …Clear … and Cold
38 degrees but the air was as sweet as it gets.
Mike and I both got in two flights and I had a chance to try the radio. It needs a little tweaking to be reliable but Mike did a great job getting it operational. Both take offs and landings were good, I really liked the last landing I touched down way up the runway and did a long taxi to the truck
The weather looks to be bad for the next several days so I was glad to get this one in.
Nice light breeze. Mike, Robert P. and I flew well into the morning. I practiced no brake landings and cross wind launches. The PPS 250 made it easy.
Pictures to follow