Thursday, September 16, 2010
Not much to say. On Saturday August 21 John B and Randy talked me into going to Mount Greylock to repeat their previous good flight there. I knew the chances of soaring, let alone going XC, were slim but the optimist inside had the final word. We were not alone on the mountain though as a dozen desperate paraglider pilots also showed up and even soared while we rigged. However, they were all on the ground when I got to launch.
The wind was lightly blowing 90 degree cross from the south (right) and sometimes from behind. I picked a calm cycle, ran, and barely cleared the brush on my way out. The wind, now blowing over the back, unceremoniously flushed me to the bail-out LZ below. Randy followed a bit later with similar results. John de-rigged and drove the car down.
At least Randy and I enjoyed ice cream while waiting for John.
Flights: 1, Duration: 0:06