vacuum bagging the first section of Simon's 7m scalie
27 November 2013
Jim starts the day by stress testing one of Barry's wings
The 5 metre Fox is eating up the sky for breakfast, dinner and lunch, and still has
room for a second helping of pudding!
Simon warms up for some very low passes in an attempt to take out trees, people, cows....
...radio masts etc
speak some evil, see some evil, hear some evil
Paritech DG somethingorother ready for the off
run, run, run
...spends the rest of the day screaming around in an impressive manner
and goes back to the pits for a kip
Jim preps the mighty T21
a couple of steps....
....she's off like a majestic beauty rather than the 'pile of dog shit'
that Jim was expecting to be born from the workshop
scale creaking and groaning fitted as standard
Jim takes a considerate route under the sun just in case the natives think there's been
an unscheduled solar eclipse
and best of all, no nasties!
20 November 2013
The only consolation to be had from the recent lack of flying is a recent lack of crashes.
In the mean time, let's enjoy someone else's misery....
pilot relieved to be back on terra firma, he's undergone a dramatic descent; note scale poo stains
merely a flesh wound
12 November 2013
Very little flying of late mostly due to shocking weather. And get this....when it does happen, the hallowed turf is being polluted by the noise of spinning propellers.
beating a quick one off over the Spitfire......and who can blame him!
perhaps the caption should read 'trouser snake spits on Spit'
'now listen here you couple of Johnny Foreigners, Her Majesty owns the sky round these parts
so you both jolly well bugger off back to whence you came'
....actually it's the glider that owns the sky round here, so get that wrinkled nose
and prop of yours to drag you back home, there's a good chap!
19 October 2013
What better slot for a half hour work meeting than at 4pm.....especially when it takes place within half a mile of a flyable hill!
The only fly in the ointment is the mist that keeps rolling in over the ridge. As we all know, trying to keep a model in sight whilst drifting in and out of the clag adds an element of excitement to any sloping sortie, so it's time to man up, toss off and squint hard!
a clear spot as the sun goes down
mist descends to the low lands just in time for night fall
17 October 2013
An interesting aside from the usual crop of slender bodied F3F machines is Mr Phillips' latest acquisition. The moulds were constructed about a decade or so ago on an oil rig in the North Sea and only recently has a run of models been pulled from them.
Lovely retro lines and interesting little sub-fin arrangement, it's even got a late eighties inspired colour scheme!
picking the masking tape off the wings
pink is 2014's man colour
anyone fancy giving it a discus launch?
11 October 2013
It would appear that summer has shuffled off into hibernation for its annual 51 week slumber. Bring on the misery of cold damp England, and just in case you can't quite recall what that's like, here are a few shots from New Year's Eve Eve 2012...
we have a traffic obstruction.....
in the world of the goggles....
Jason on the slope....a long gone and distant memory
grey, cold, chilly
Alpina begins to strip off in a joyous, hypothermia induced euphoric dance
let me just give you a hand there, you lusciously curvaceous creature!
last flight of the Wien
it's been a gentle and loving relationship...
but she's off to meet her new owner