Resisting the Dark Side!

Posted on 2005/08/29

Katana

Katana

I couldn’t help but wonder if I love soarin' so much because it’s th' first thin' I tried after me long hiatus from flyin'. Temptation won out, and I got checked out t' fly power again in a little Katana.

Katana Panel

Katana Panel

The winsome lass’s a fun little ship, but as I flew aroun' th' airport I kept feelin' like somethin' were bein' missin'. I kept feelin' like I had too much time on me hands… Nay huntin' fer thermals, no constantly thinkin' “where can I glide t' now” in th' back o' me head… Nay constant adjustments o' speed and pitch t' surf th' sky as smoothly as I could. Ahoy! Ahoy! Just lookin' at th' engine gauges and thinkin' “everythin' is green. Been another X minutes, used another 1/2 gallon o' fuel.” Hmph.

Don’t get me wrong… I love bein' in th' sky, but slippin' into th' cockpit o' this little beauty didn’t feel like slippin' into me real skin like me little Grob. I’ll probably hop o'er t' th' dark side o' power planes every now and then, but ultimately me heart wants t' soar

Soaring Adventures

Posted on 2005/05/15

Grob 102

Grob 102

Woot! Yaaarrrrr! I went on a long long LONG cross-country Saturday… So long I ended up landin' out on th' way back, about 20 miles north o' homebase, avast. I still broke 100 miles, though! Shiver me timbers! Woot!

Many thanks t' th' folks at Skyranch (I nice little grass strip that isn’t even on th' sectional charts) fer th' use o' a phone, a BIG bottle o' gatorade, and lettin' me drool o'er their Stearman!

Best o' luck t' th' alligator that made me land with a tail wind back at base. I hope ye made it back t' yer own pond, big lubber! Aarrr!

Note t' self: next time pull out th' camera, ya big dolt, by Blackbeard's sword!

Aprils Fools

Posted on 2005/04/01

Grrr! Mother Nature played th' worst April Fools joke on all o' us poor suckers out at th' Gliderport today… Pre-fontal weather, nice and hot, cloud rivers like ye wouldn’t believe,,,, we were all talkin' about cross-countries t' Georgia and back… and when we went up…NOTHING. Crappy litter erratic cores that vanished in a turn… 8+ knot downdrafts everywhere…. Ah well, I STILL got t' fly, just didn’t go anywhere… and a bad day flyin' beats a good day at work, we'll keel-haul ye! 🙂 At least I finally got aroun' t' washin' and waxin' me baby, and re-tapin' all th' gaps. The winsome lass’s good t' go fer th' next soarin' day.

A Dream Come True!

Posted on 2004/11/07

Grob 102

Grob 102

The happiest day o' me life: After more than 10 years o' waitin' and longin', at long last I have me own plane. The winsome lass’s a Grob 102 Standard Astir II, a standard class racin' sailplane with goodies like retractable gear, water ballast, audio variometer, radio, etc. I flew that comely wench two hours on me maiden flight, andI hope t' fly that comely wench in me first soarin' competition o'er th' Thanksgivin' weekend