10 August 2015
lost and found
Found in the lay-by at Thurnham, this wing joiner is missing the
of its respective wing.
Please help us make its life complete again by reuniting this lost soul with its owner.
08 August 2015
spotted in Germany 2015
Just a couple more and I'll have spotted everything in this edition....
06 August 2015
one less to have to look at
At last, something interesting bubbles up through the monotonous mire of Facebook-
Photographic evidence that the Pilatus fuselage styling is now considered so ugly
that even the wings can no longer tolerate being associated with it....
'This was a full size Pilatus B4 that appeared to suffer a main spar failure at an air-show in
Chambley (France) last week. Pilot escaped with minor facial injuries'
07 July 2015
going for a Burton....
When you're out and about, it often pays to investigate the local slopes....
Time for the wet finger test.
Huge boost to your already over inflated
ego if you've worked out the location
It's that vertically challenged legend of a slope- Burton Dassett.
Hmmm..... Paul's thinking it's a bit southerly, and the
resident corvids are flapping relentlessly.
One of the locals looks a little more optimistic though....
It's down hill all the way, followed by an abrupt slope side landing.
The toys stay in the car, and it's back on the road.
Back on the M40 and it's time for some full size spotting.
Bicester GC's K13
is scratching low over junct. 9
Seems as if everyone's struggling today!
01 July 2015
longest day +7
Light winds grace the gathering to celebrate the longest day a week late.
leaving the fuz at homes leads to improvisation,
meanwhile in the background....
Duke's winter build has a few pre-maiden teething troubles.
....even the sprinkling of magic dust into the cockpit is not enough
to bring the thing back to life.
Burgers and sausages to stave off the disappointment.
They mourn for their fallen comrade.
Jim's gentle West Country coaxing moves the wake
on with no further incidents.
Duke takes his new Wings and Wheels aquisition for a spin.
Floppy snakes make for
flying qualities frequently shifting
from benign to suicidal without warning
Eric saves the day, but getting her down safely is no mean feat.
He celebrates by eating a few of his friends.
The Minimoa never fails to impress
nor do Simon's launches
we find a pair of copulating '27s
and after a miraculously short gestation period- baby makes three!
despite emerging from the womb fully grown,
their wing tips and scale cockpit don't fully develop until after puberty
this looks like some kind of slope-side variety act
"you've been such a lovely audience, we're the Purbeck Posers...thank you
for watching and see you next time!"
(solitary slow hand clap from the echoey stalls)
23 June 2015
longest day, oldest hill
The longest day dawns bright and breezy, and gives us the perfect opportunity for
a pilgrimage to the birthplace of uk soaring....Itford Hill!
The first point of note relating to Itford is that you need to issue a road
traffic control order to the local authority if you wish to unload your car and
stand any chance of not being involved in a fatal road traffic incident
right then, 3 hi-vi jackets, 20 road cones and 1 temporary traffic light system later
we have the models in a safe location ready for rigging
meanwhile Simon hits his emergency inflate button
a quick slash with a scalpel and we're ready
for the hike to base camp...
Then onto the summit. No oxygen required other than to
safely bypass Mark's regularly deposited (night before) chilli-con-carne
induced bottom burp clouds
Paul gets off to a good start and tries putting 11.1 Volts straight into his 4 cell
nimh pack. The resultant smoke cloud sends the fire brigade out from Newhaven.
no-name new friend takes no prisoners and shows us all how it's done by jumping
straight back into the saddle after a 25 year lay off.
Not with a foamie (you should note) but rather a
brand spanking new 3m (plus) scalie!
Pilot's on/off switch it right between his legs.
Could lead to some interesting quarter scale 'shunting'.
Luckily this was the only para-glider of the day
so there was no need to see everything through rose tinted glasses
...or purple tinted Oracover
Mark gets a stirring deep within his soaring soul....
"Right here, this is where it first happened
way back in 1922...."
(swirling harp music and fade to...)
those early days set the standard for a landing
technique that Ray has been emulating ever since...
a bit of cyano and fibre tape and we're good to go again!
With Gary's help, we were hoping to emulate this historic event from 1930...
unfortunately Gary was otherwise engaged in a family do, where
he spent the day making polite conversation and trying not
to look longingly at the sky...
...added to that the fact he has sold his Wien,
so we didn't really stand any of a chance to re-enact
the historic event after all.
but that doesn't stop us dreaming........or taking unflattering photographs
or looking at half naked men
or dusting our transmitters
but just look at those cloud streets!
It's time to launch that exotic Y tailed machine and bust
some crazy moves slopeside!
Meanwhile Eric recalls that the actual first gliding event in the UK involved
some landed gentry type bloke trying to tow one of his servants into
the air with nothing more than an oversized kite. Perhaps we'll
report back from the location of that piece of history this time next year....