Thursday, 8th January 2009
Posted by Judith on 08 Jan 2009 at 09:42 pm | Tagged as: Flying
We felt that we really should make the effort to go skiing, so we set the alarm early, got up at what seemed like the middle of the night, and looked at the forecast. -20C at 2500m…
We spent some time debating whether this would be fun or not and decided that those kinds of temperatures are actually more like a punishment. Instead, we worked and looked at the weather, which was lovely and sunny, but north wind. By 11am the temperature on the balcony finally went above zero and by 1pm it was giving south at Angles, so we rushed out. On the way there we saw cumulus forming, and we were keeping our fingers crossed for some wind.
It was light when we got to Santa Brigida, and Geoff took off and immediately got low. I was ready to drive down to get him when he hooked a thermal and got back up. A short time later he top landed and I had a go. I launched, sunk out and then got a big, smooth thermal by the monastery and got to 350′. I bimbled about for a bit and got lower and was going to top land, but then got some lift so stayed in the air. As always, when you should top land but don’t, you go down. Geoff collected me and drove me back up. Roger had arrived by this time and flew but went down. Geoff flew and went down, so I collected them for beers and another flight for Roger. Not an epic day, but at least we got to fly, which was unexpected.
To stop all the cold weather wimpery I have gone to Decathlon and bought the warmest skiing jacket they had. I might look like the Tango man, but hey, I don’t care!
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