This has been a bad week for Powered Paraglider Pilots

First I heard was from a post by my friend Ava. She reminded me to be careful, she also attached a link to a PPG death in Draper Utah.  Jim Peterson was killed when he spiraled into a LDS Chapel during church service.  Jim was a good pilot, he had logged many hours in all conditions.  We have met up a couple times at The Gathering at MV.  He was a good guy, quietly competent.

A couple of hours later I saw on the Colorado PPG Flock that one of Mike Bennett's guys, Sean Hall, had a serious accident, breaking his femur and suffering multiple internal injuries.

Then came the news of Egil.  Wonderful Egil. The guy who counseled me during a very difficult divorce. A man of the world. When he was a student of Roberts's we used to meet at Vance Brand to chase the tourist balloons. It seems Egil also had a serious crash.  Apparently his happened while flying alone.  It's only by the grace of God that his accident had been witnessed by hikers who called for help.  He is intensive care with life threatening injuries.  His daughter is with him.

I thought that was the end of it.  Three is a charm, and all that.

But...this evening, the top post on my news feed was from David Muench's wife Marisa.  She was asking for patience and to please not call her.  Dave is not dead, he is not paralyzed, he doesn't have brain damage.... That's all she knows .... she'll let us know when she knows more. 

Jim Petersen

Sean Hall (Colorado PPG Flock)

Egil Wigert

David Meunch

It's interesting....The Internet has been strangely quiet.  There was just one, long winded rant from Dell, followed by 80 stupid responses, including mine.  I don't know the particulars and It's too soon for incident reports.  That is, .....if this carnage actually gets written up.  A decade ago, we poured over every scratched frame to try to determine what caused the incident.  Jesuit scholars would have been proud of the way we argued the possibilities  Now.... Not so much.  Maybe it's because of the trash talk so prevalent in the PPG digital universe.    Maybe our sport has grown and matured , we aren't the brave pioneer family we once were.  Well, Brothers.... Some of our own are suffering today.  

So far we have done a little kiting and he's had one shot using the Trike Buddy.  In the next few weeks he is going to solo.  I'll do my best to train him and hopefully some good will come from the recent tragedies.  I'm going to take Tony's quest for flight,  more seriously, than last week.

Blew Launch and Blended the Wing

I waited a week to write this one up because I've been trying to figure out what was the cause of a very expensive incident.  During the last few launches I've been having trouble with the lines getting bit during inflation.  Was it the keepers kicking out lines or perhaps it was the APCO Lift EZ doing some crazy dance where the outside lines were slack and getting grabbed while the center of the glider was going through the prop wash?  I'm still not sure what the problem is but I've decided it didn't have anything to do with this incident.

Here is what happened.  The wing came up crooked and I pumped the brake to get it back on track, at the same time I was reducing thrust.  I expected the wing to overshoot but instead it did what APCO said it would, it went overhead and stopped. Then, because I was still decelerating, it stalled and fell into the paramotor.  I added power too late to get ahead of the wing and killed it only after the wing was being sucked into the hub.  Apparently it's a fine line between having too much power and not enough when you are trying to stabilize an oscillating wing.  Too much and you get rolled, not enough and the wing  stalls.  Its also very possible it that there was a tail wind which would have stalled the wing almost as soon as I started to slow down.
One of the cons to flying at Shell Creek is that the vegetation on either side of the runway can make a wind shadow.  I had motored out to the LZ leaving my wind sock 100 yards away attached to the truck where it showed very light and variable air.  There could well have been a nice northern breeze just over my head and I didn't catch it.  The airflow at the Parking area has it's own issues, between buildings etc.
No matter how I analyze it ....pilot error.

There are no pictures because I wasn't of a mind to document a perfect wing slashed to ribbons.

Dumb Chute Story

This morning I got spanked!

Excellent weather, dead calm, clear skies.  76* 99% humidity high density of altitude.

I wish there had been a witness to this mornings botched launch.  

The best I can figure is .... 

I didn't pay enough attention to the wing.  The LIFT EZ has been nicely benign.  Ever since the first flight, every inflation has been straight as an arrow and ready for throttle-up.  I think it was Jerry Frost, at the dry lake Mirage in Central California, he used to launch as if every one was on a short runway.  He would inflate the wing and go full throttle almost immediately.  Well.... The last several flights with the EZ have been easy.

I suspect....  I got lazy and didn't look.  I assumed the wing was up and stable when it was probably way off to the side.  The roll out and initial inflation seemed normal.  When I went to full throttle i was immediately pulled to the right. The nose wheel was the first thing to impact followed by a good bounce from the right rear. The left wheel came in hardest causing a bent axle.  The fiberglass struts were stressed but not damaged.

I also remember the trike yawing to the left just before impact.  I don't know where that came from, it's almost as if the left rear wheel had been snagged by a cable but I wasn't able to locate anything that might have cause a snag.  

Like I said ....I wish someone had been there to witness.  It seems obvious that the wing was off to the side.   Fact is, I wasn't paying attention, I assumed the wing was acting as it had for the previous 15 flights.

Here is the list of damages

1.  Left rear axle

2. Nose wheel smashed

3. Two prop blades were nicked where they flexed into the motor drive pulley.

4. Slightly bent cage ... No repair needed.

Right knee sprung

Sore right shoulder

Fortunately there was no damage to the wing.

Stupid is as stupid does

Well..... Our favorite poster boy for mental illness has done it again.  Just two days after a video showing Dell having a mid-air with a student while attempting a "cage stand", another surfaces of Dell chasing a bird of prey for 7 minutes, kicking the frightened animal in flight.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5Eepa_TfFE

It sure lit up the big list.  Over 70 messages in less than two days.

Sure enough it was taken down by Dell who claimed copyright infringement.  Go figure ?  He is claiming rights to the video which will convict him.  An admission of guilt?  His aide says no, he filed the copyright infringement in the hope the true author will come forward to protest him pulling the video.

I will defer to Jeff Goin who spoke to the media.  His blog post summarizes the case well including in interview on Salt Lake TV.

 http://footflyer.com/Misc/Dell_Schanze_WPPGA/2013-Utah-Hawk/2013_Dell_Shanze_Animal_Cruelty.htm   

Here are links to Jeff's articles about Dell.

See also www.PPGTruth.com.

See also www.FlatTopParamotors.com

See also Dell Schanze, How to Deal With A Narcissist.

See also Dell Schanze, How to REALLY Muck It Up

See also Dell Schanze's Original Scam "Organization" WPSDA

See also Dell Schanze's New Low, a fake "Organization" to sell gear: WPPGA World Powered Paragliding Association

See also Dell Schanze Gets Entire Oregon Beach Closed to Paramotoring

See also Dell Schanze Gets San Diego's Imperial Beach closed to all Ultralights

See also Dell Schanze causes midair crash

Accident at Beach Blast

Michael Mixer had a bad accident while competing at Beach Blast 12.  Here is the video if you would like to read the incident report ....go to Footflyer .com where Jeff Goin has posted an excellent write up.

Salton Sea 2012 Fligfhts 530 to 537

Salton Sea



First day:  Two Flights   

We left Johns house at 10:30am and arrived at the Salton Sea 4:45am.  Unlike previous years we had chosen to "Power Drive", to the Event rather than spend a night in Las Vegas.  It was partly budget and part timing but it was quick and fairly painless for us to take turns and keep moving. As soon as we arrived, John set right out to build his campsite, while I stretched out on the front seat and napped till dawn.  We set-up in my favorite spot behind the swimming pool.  I was happy to see that we were the first ones but sad that the area wasn't the grassy park that I remembered. They had stopped watering and the grass and it had all died, but.... there was shade and it was better than pitchin a tent on a dusty desert road adjacent to the field.

At 8 am it was a beautiful morning with light winds coming from the lake.  John and I loaded the truck with our paramotors and drove to the field.  The first thing I noticed as we walked up to the Registration tent was a life size cutout of Bob Armond standing by the entrance with his arms spread and a  sign saying "Free Beer Tomorrow".  Some people were offended, but I just smiled and said "Yeah Bob".   We paid our fees,  collected our Bob Armond Memorial T-Shirts and moved out the field to fly.



Michelle Danielle...Joe Onofrio...Jorden Danielle
BOB ARMOND in SPIRIT



My first flight was special.  I cruised the area and visited places I had fond memories of.  There.... was the spot where I distroyed the Simonini Trike Buggy after launching with a huge tumble weed caught in the lines  and there... was the old dome where my first Paratoys was held, I came here with Brian Smith all those years ago.  I worked on trimming the wing that wanted to turn to the left regardless the wind direction.  After some experimentation I was able to fly straight with the right trimmer out two stops. I was flying straight and feeling good about it but something was out of balance and it would take some time before I discovered the problem.  I was not sure if it was the wing or the hang points.

The afternoon was marred when Phil Russman and Mike Robinson had a mid-air collision about 30 feet up over the LZ. I don't know who was at fault but words were exchanged and Phil was asked to leave. At 6:00pm Mike called a pilot briefing and chewed the bunch of us out for a litany of wrongs. We had all received a page of rules but, as usual, the day before the fly-in, nobody was paying attention to the rules.  I was no angel..., when the landing area was full of wings and I was out of gas, I decided to hell with it and landed in the launch area.  We were all guilty.  Bob was gone and this "new boss" just didn't have our attention. 

The event was not starting off well.  The biggest problem was stolen equipment. One pilot had a wing stolen when he landed out and had to leave it behind while he carried his motor back to the field, other stuff was stolen from the Vendor booths and there was some money missing.  Now...., I've been to many fly-ins and theft had never been a problem, so this was something new and not a good sign, for this fly in or future ones. It is no secret that Mike doesn't love doing the Paratoys event and was planning to make it every other year instead of annually.  So standing there in the twilight, listening to the ass chewing, I wondered if this might not be the last Paratoys Fly-In, at least the last one at the Salton Sea.

Day 2

Great day!  Four long flights in T-Shirt weather.  After dinner I hung with Chad and Greg until it was time to meet Dawn and show her the way to the Fly-In. 

Day 3

Nice casual breakfast then out to the field to walk the line and introduce Dawn to the community. While Dawn and I were chatting with Michael Purdy we heard that there were 35 mph gusts west of us at the gas station ... 10 minutes later it hit. A huge wind front blasted through the flight line.  It was strong enough to rip the windsock from it's mast at the center of the field.  There were about a dozen pilots in the air and it was clear they were in trouble.  All but one were able to get down, with only minor injuries and equipment damages.  The last pilot was blown off shore.  Dawn and I watched him work his way back to the beach  only to be blown back out over the water every time he descended to land.  Finally he went for altitude and was blown out of sight.  I remember thinking that we were watching a man flying to his death. 

http://talkingppgradio.podomatic.com/player/web/2012-02-25T20_25_15-08_00

(This is an excellent interview with Jeff Goin and Lance Marzack discussing the wind front that could have been a disaster.

The wind didn't look like it was going to moderate so Dawn and I jumped into the truck and drove to the other side of the Salton Sea. I wanted to show her Salvation Mountain and I thought that if the lost pilot had been blown across the Sea we would at least be on the east side to offer him a ride.  I caled Paratoys and told Brian where we were just in case he wanted us to do a recovery.

Salvation Mountain

The winds were light when we got to the East shore but twenty minutes after we arrived at Salvation Mountain the wind picked up and continued to build.  It was not as strong and didn't on as abruptly as it did at the field, but it was steady and it was clearly not going to be flyable, probably for the rest of the day.  

Salvation Mountain, ...one mans mission to praise the lord with nothing but a bunch of paint and desert sand.  Apparently "Old Lenard", had been sick because we found "Get Well" letters tucked in little alcoves for him to find when he returned.  After wandering around and taking pictures we went in search of Slab City.  Last year I drove around for an hour and got hopelessly lost trying to find "The Last Free Place in America".   Slab City was made famous by the movie, "Into the Wild",  it is a squatters camp situated on the site of George Patton's WW II training base.  I was expecting a happy hippie commune but instead found only abject poverty,  there were several dozen decaying RVs and makeshift shelters scattered across the desert.  Some had the appearance of something out of the "Burning Man Festival" others spoke of refugees or counter culture fugitives.  Needless to say Dawn and I were underwhelmed and only to happy to turn the truck into the wind and head back to the east shore to get ready for the big banquet. 

ParaToys

This year it was a celebration.   Our lost pilot had been found. We started the Banquet by having the lucky pilot telling his story. 

Rich Kennedy "The Lost Pilot"

Rich Valentine had been in the air for 20 minutes when the gust front arrived.  He was on the beach and quickly blown off shore.  The winds were higher at the surface and so he found himself flying a box.  At 1000 feet he was able to  penetrate the gust and fly toward the shoreline only to be blown back over the water when he descended to land.  After three or four cycles he looked at his gas and decided that his best chance was to run with the wind and make for the far shore 12 miles west.  With a 40 MPH tailwind  he arrived at Bombay beach in less than 15 minutes and landed in relatively calm air where he was met by a couple on their way to church.  Since he had neglected to bring a cell phone there was no way for him to contact the fly in.  He had no idea that we had called in the big guns and that there were two helicopters and dozens of people looking for him.

Jeff Goin...Joe Onofrio...Chad Bastian...Mo Shelton

John Fetz  John Sieb  Dawn McLane

After dinner the competition winners were announced and Michelle Danielle presided over the Bob Armond Memorial portion of the evening.   She put her words to song and brought many to tears.  The evening was capped off with the return of Phil Russman who had prepared a video tribute to Bob.   

http://talkingppgradio.podomatic.com/player/web/2012-02-25T20_25_15-08_00

(The link above is Will Jones interviewing Jeff Goin and Lance Marzack about the near disaster caused by the tremendous wind front that hit Sat. morning)

Sunday morning I flew with the new com helmet and radio for the first time.  Once again my luck with communication equipment is poor.  The PTT button was only working intermittently but I could hear the other pilots just fine.  If putting a new battery in the ear cup does not correct it, I will send the helmet back for repair. The conditions were very thermic.  When I felt the left wingtip get lifted I turned into it and was climbing at 300 fpm (at idle).  After climbing to 1500 feet I lost the thermal and so I turned north and enjoyed a leisurely flight to say goodbye to the Salton Sea.   The winds had built to 10mph when it was time to come down and so the landing was almost vertical,  I love it when I run out of altitude and energy at the same time. :)

Dawn kissed me goodbye and headed off to San Diego where she was going to catch a flight back home.  It was fun to have her at the event and I was glad to have been able to introduce her to some great friends. The high winds ruined her shot at a tandem foot launch with Chad but she was a good sport, swallowed her disappointment and made the best out of it.  What a trooper!  I will do my best to get her some airtime soon.

 

The winds were predicted to be bad at Glamas Dunes so John and I decided to try for Las Vegas.  Traffic was terrible but we arrived in Jean Nevada with plenty of time to hit the buffet and get a good nights sleep.  The next morning we got up early and drove out to Lake Jean.  The winds were 10 mph and gusting.  What a bummer, I had forgotten how nice this place is.  A perfect place to launch in all directions with some great elevation changes to fly around.  Ah well, maybe next year....



Powered Paragliding Vance Brand #530

It was cool and there was almost no wind when I arrived at the field.  The first flight was uneventful, I played around for 30 minutes and finally landed when I couldn't feel my fingers.

The second flight was almost a disaster.  Once again I didn't notice when the trim cam was below the hang point loop.  The wing pulled hard to the left as soon as I started the runout and I almost crashed into a picnic bench before I slowed down.  In fact I popped up for a second to clear the seat of the bench and the rear wheel struck the seat. I pitched forward and swung back just in time to land.  My Lucky Day.... no damage except for cracked fiberglass strut.

Powered Paragliding in the most rowdy air ever

Dawn and I arrived at Titan at 6:30PM. The winds were blowing 5 to 8 from the NNW and seems to be coming down. I was disappointed that the FRS was not working, I had allowed the battery to run down . It was certainly not a show stopper but I would have liked to have communication with Dawn so that she could be in on the action. While we were fussing with the radios I watched the winds that were cycling every few minutes 150 degrees from NNW to WSW. There were clearly high winds aloft, but down low it looked fine.  No puffs... just a smooth shifting in direction.

When I kited the PP 250 it came up clean and stable so I built a wall and set-up for launch.  The take off was normal, but as soon as I was in the air, I realized that it was going  to be bumpy.  Almost immediately the wing was swung hard to the left and I was in a huge pocket of lift.  I climbed out over the neighborhood and found the air was now moving from the southwest... 180 degrees away from where it was on the surface.  When I got over the field east of the LZ the air smoothed out but the winds were still strong.  I continued around and was soon  back into the bumps over launch area.  This time I turned to the left and found myself in some incredible sink.  I was at full power and descending at over 100 feet / minute.  South of the horse ranch I hit the lift and was climbing 300ft/min at idle.  Now I was too high to set up a landing without hard maneuvers, so I decided to turn east and make a slow descending circle but the wind picked up and I found myself parked just south of the LZ.  At this point there must have been a hard wind shift because the wing folded on the left side.  It was at least a 1/3 collapse but it popped right out and I was still pointing toward my selected landing spot.  My decent was vertical and fast, I flared at the last second and touched down.  It wasn't a hard landing but the wing pulled back and to the left, rolling me to the side and dragging the trike a few feet, which bent the foot peg that was damaged at Bubba's last year.  On the ground I looked over the trike and found no other damage.  Dawn saw the collapse but did not see the landing or roll over because I was out of sight on the other side of the Rush Building. .... That was a good thing.

Looking back ... Perhaps this could have been avoided ... A test balloon might have shown the twitchy air.  I knew there was high wind aloft by the blown out edges on the clouds and... I should have been alerted when I saw the dramatic wind shifts.  BUT ... It looked so good.... the next time I'm faced with similar weather signals I will try to be more patient and if the wind is shifting wait  to see if it is a pattern.

It was a short hairy ride ... the good thing was ... I didn't freak out and kept flying the aircraft until I was able to get down without real damage to man or machine.

Trike has mid air with balloon

I will let the experts analyze this incident.  I was disapointed and revolted by the bashing from all quarters of the paraflying community.  I will say this.... I knew the pilot and flew with him and his son at the "Gathering".  He was a healthy and mature pilot with a good conservative attitude toward flying.  While at first blush it is easy to assume the accident was the cause of careless or reckless flying, I prefer to believe that it was "just one of those things that could have happened to any one of us.  Of course mistakes were made but flying with other craft in the air adds risk.  If the pilot had more hours it might not have happened but all of us have been in situations that could have ..... should have bit us in the ass.

Thank God no one was killed

More later

Bubba's High Altitude Fly-In

I've been home from Bubba's Event for almost a month but for a number of personal reasons I haven't posted my report.  In a nutshell I had two good flights and one spectacular crash with minor equipment damage and no injuries.  For a complete report on the Fly-In, see Mike Bennetts Blog.  He picked up the ball and has written a very comprehensive post.     http://mbppg.com/info/bubba.html 

After two successful albeit fast launches I rolled the Falcon. 

The irony is within this You Tube Video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3zuqa31ZDaI

As with most incidents there were several things that contributed to the mishap.  Here is the way I remember it.  The first two launches with Mike's 30 meter Eden III were fast.  In both cases I took off and touched down again before getting off.  In both cases I floated for a couple hundred yards before starting to climb.  Once up, the flight and landing was pretty standard.  Flight speed was around 32mph and my climb was about 125 feet/min.

On my last launch I touched twice and on the second touch I came down crooked with the trike contacting the ground with the front and right rear wheel.  The trike flipped and rolled once landing on the wheels, I was then ejected to the right in the opposite direction of the roll.  I immediately turned off the motor but not before it damaged the wing. Here are some of the things I did wrong:
1) I did not fasten the seat belt.   This is not a common mistake for me but I have done it twice... both times with witnesses.  It was fortunate that I was able to stay with the machine during the roll...  One effect of not being belted in was that when I hit a bump and got bounced, I lost contact with the right steering peg.  It could have caused the cart to turn so that when I did get lifted the thrust was out of alignment with the wing.
2) Once the wing came up and stabilized I didn't check it again.   After the first touch the wing started an oscillation, which unknown to me, got progressively worse as I accelerated.  I lost situational awareness as to what my wing was doing relative to the trike.   HUGE MISTAKE !
3) I did not abort or reduce throttle after the first touch.  Despite the fact that the launch was obviously going bad I stayed on the throttle when I should have aborted or reduced power and stabilized.  The first thing Bubba asked me was ... "Did your throttle get stuck.  It is very telling that I thought I could salvage the launch right up until the trike started to roll.  Looking back I my head wasn't in it.  The weather wasn't expected to be flyable and going out to the field was a last minute decision.  I rushed to get ready and like my last post "Rush and Pay the Piper",  BOY DID I !
4)  The front wheel on the Falcon was bent and not appropriate for the terrain and speed required for lift-off.  The guys pointed out my bent front wheel when I first arrived.  It must have suffered from some of my lurching launches at Simms when the trike is rolling full speed over a bumpy surface.  This might have also contributed to the reason I didn't abort.  The Falcon does not handle high speed taxiing as well as the Trike Buggy did ... it was a little like trying to foot launch in no wind or down wind ... It felt too fast to abort, and if that were the case I shouldn't have tried to launch.. 
Looking back ... I was an accident looking for a place to happen.  I was rushing to get up and in the wrong frame of mind to be flying.  My previous two flights were successful but my head was not in the game and it was dumb luck that prevented serious injury.

Time to take a break from flying.

Here are a series of pictures that Shelia Boulten took ... See if you can follow the sequence.

Good inflation

Still good gaining speed

Bumpy ground

foot off peg

Emergency take off

Back down ...foot off peg

Emergency take off

two point touch down

Trike is 100 degrees off course

Trike is 180 degrees off course and rolling

back on wheels / pilot is ejected

Turns off motor

Here is a link to Mike's photos of the repair

http://mbppg.com/media/photoalbums/joe_trike/index.html

Mike Bennetts's Video

#420 Simms

Simms... Good Flight... Tough Launch ... I'm going to have to find a place that is smoother or cut some weeds! The reserve got snagged pulling one pin and opening the front half of the container. I spotted it right after launch and closed the velcro but it was not a good thing! Chip and I rethreaded it later that evening and I was happy to see that the chute will not need to be repacked but I will need to spend some time picking the weed and seeds out of the velcro.

I flew for an hour at Red Rocks Amphitheater and was headed back to the field. Even though it was 70 degrees on the ground I was getting chilled from flying in the shadows. And so...I'm hightailing east chasing the sun and there right in front of me was Chip who had just taken off. Well this was fun... we danced in the sky for the first time in a long while. I'm reminded of the time we were West of Chatfield and confronted by a News chopper. I turned tail and ran for cleaner air while Chip charged right at the chopper kind of like young Saint Bernard. Our flying styles haven't changed, tonight I was content to float above and take pictures while he put on a beautiful show above the lake. Lots of freeflight in that boy... nice smooth diving turns and hard banking spirals.

The sun set... I was cold and Mr. Lutke's CT Marvel was running on fumes. Time to go home! The landing was nice, there was just enough breeze to slow way down and when I touched , I could hardly feel it. Seriously nice... Chip stayed up till the approaching darkness forced him down. Typical free flight guy, he boated around the field for 5 minutes before setting up to land.

You meet the best people 500 feet above the earth!

Fathers Day Weekend Sat. 417 - 418

Beautiful Country !

Marek does a foot drag on the swoop pond

I knew this was going to be a very sad weekend so I scheduled myself to be as busy as I could. Friday night I slept over at Chip's. I went to bed early and got up to go to Vance Brand airport by 0600. Once again the plan was to meet up with Robert and Marek at 0700. Last time they stood me up but I doubted they would do it again. It was a beautiful morning, as I drove by Boulder there were balloons lifting off... a good sign that the weather would be favorable.

At the field ... Marek, Robert, Mike Bennett, Greg and Gary were admiring Kurt Hill's prototype PPG Trike that Robert had dubbed the "Wheelchair". It has two small counter rotating props and is configured as a tail dragging trike with a rudder. The seat is trick, it is an aluminum bucket that wraps around the torso and goes all the way up to provide full back neck and head support. It lays way back in the same position as a low hook in free flight harness. It will be great for watching the wing but it might strain the neck while watching the road during take off. He didn't fly because he is having trouble steering while on the ground. Seems the trike looses control and starts to spin out when it comes up to speed. It has a rudder but it is more of an air baffle for the props than a steering vane. I'm no expert but it just seems to me that the small back wheel is just too squirrley and prone to over steer. But... it looks cool and who knows maybe one day he will work the bugs out and fly it.

Vance Brand is farmland flying. It's pretty but there are no elevation changes and the landmarks are all major x-county flights. I wasn't in the mood to get to far away from the patch so instead I worked on take off and landing and got in (4) 30 minutes flights. The best thing about this site is the nicely groomed field. It's as good as launching off of a golf course. There was just barely a hint of breeze and for the heck of it I did one launch and landing with the trimmers full out. It's a great feeling to keep off the brakes and see how fast you can go and still keep the wheels on the ground. When the machine does rotate I add power and watch her climb. Terry... I neglected to charge the batter on my GPS so I cannot document the climb rate but it was stunning! Landing with the trimmers out on a smooth field is also great fun. Hands up... till the very last second and then...with a nice smooth steady flare you can float at one or two feet for a long way while the energy is bled off, swapping speed for lift.

Sometime during my last flight, Dan K. suffered a motor out just after take-off. He got up to about 15 feet and was starting a hard banking turn when the motor died. With almost no time to flare he came down in a butt landing right into a small berm. Had it been a flat surface it probably would have damages the frame and we would all have had a good laugh but the berm was bad luck. Robert Kittila. and Mike Bennett loaded him into a truck and off to the ER. At the hospital Dan learned that he had two compression fractures, surgery was not required but he will be wearing a back brace for the next couple of months. I later learned that the day before he had a motor out at 200 feet. The problem was a loose spark plug which he replace with an old plug at the bottom of somebodies tool bag. The replacement plug was even worse.

After stopping at the piano store for a couple of hours I hit the sooper market and bought the fixings for the CSYC Raft-Up I was hungry and decided on Italian sausage and thanks to Stefania ... chocolate crepes. The Raft-Up was nice all the usual suspects brought way too much food. I got a good chance to check out Dana's boat which is much better suited to go to Blue Water than my Hunter. I think it is an Island Packet if not it is very similar. He has done a great job getting it ready for adventure, it has a generator and except for some more instrumentation it looks ready to go.

Larry Bob & Roy ... Swapping stories

Good Food ... Good Company

Greg provided entertainment by flying low and slow all along the shore.

I have to give him credit, 2 hours in the morning and another two that evening.

It's the passion!

Roy Burley came out with me... planning to make it an early night but after the last boat peeled away we found ourselves below deck on the Hunter swapping stories and getting to know Dana and his companion. Good folk. Next week Roy will be racing in San Fransisco ... Good Luck

#373 Falcon Walmart

This was an off day. I met with Kevin on the corner of Woodman & Markscheffel, it was too wet and muddy so we went to his 2nd choice which they call Falcon Walmart. I'm sure it was a better site a year ago but the construction has continued and the field we selected wasn't that big. No problem for foot launch but a little tight for me. The field has recently been cut but the cuttings were still there and perfect little chunks of tangle weed.

The wind was fresh from the South and while we set up it shifted slightly to the east. My first launch was aborted when the throttle cable snagged a line and I couldn't get it free...even with the wing mostly loaded. There wasn't alot of room to fool around so I aborted before I got too far down the runway. While I reset Kevin took off and soon I was ready for

#2 This was a mess...The wing came up fine but my acceleration was poor and it fell back. I tried to save the launch. Big mistake... The PPS will not come back up unless you have control of the A's. I've been thinking of reinstalling the A assists and this would have been the perfect time to have them. I would have probably got the wing back overhead but what happened instead was ...the wing fell back and caught in the propwash, it pulled the buggy back and turtled. Fortunately I was able to kill the engine quickly. The cage was tweaked a bit but the spinner and soft damp earth saved the prop.

Kevin landed and encouraged me to try again. I wasn't too keen after two bad launches but the air was good. So...I started the motor to be sure the prop was still balanced and tracking clear of the cage. The motor came up to 3600 but I couldn't get any more.

#3...The wing came up clean and started to overshoot but I added some brake and accelerated. The run out was long and I barely had enough room but eventually I got up and started circling the field. Climb rate was lousy and I noticed that the RPM's had dropped to 3400. After several laps I started to get some altitude. The air was good with just the slightest currents. After 10 or 15 minutes I did a fly-by and landed. It was a nice landing, with a low & slow turn just before final and a 3/4 throttle gentle landing.

Kevin...thanks for the ear plugs!

Today I dressed for cold weather but didn't need to. The gloves I selected were not nearly as supple as I thought, it hard to handle the lines and when I had to reset twice I was clumsy and hot in the "snow suit". Next time ...set up the wing ....test fill it ... then put on the heavy clothes.

To Dos...

1)Add washers to the cruise control nob. DONE

2)Check the PPS for snags and debris...check the mallions on both wings

3)See about pulling the cage back into round.

4) Rig the A assists for winter flying

5)Check pitch of the props