You know how it goes – haven’t flown for nearly a month, desperation rising and then a good forecast. Having convinced yourself you are going flying in three days time the forecast slowly deteriorates, but some how you convince yourself that you have got it wrong, so you ask everyone else what they think in the vain hope that they will highlight to you that the forecast is in fact as it was three days ago. Its hopeless, you are going no matter what, some kind of homing beacon drawing you to the hill regardless of conditions.
And so I went to Harting on Wednesday afternoon, rigged and ready to fly by 1.30. The sky was overcast but there were some clouds around with good dark bases and plenty of wind, slightly off to the west (far from ideal). After taking off it turned out to be typical Harting conditions; lumpy broken lift that is difficult to soar and I resigned myself to a flight close to take off and close to the ground. After 15 mins I was at minus 59ft ATO and eyeing up the bottom landing, already cursing the sport, my lack of time to go flying, and formulating how my blog entry might read.
Then I got a low save just in front of the main spur and found room to put in a few turns, I was soon at 1000ft ATO and headed over to the beacon where I got another climb to 2k. Then had a very pleasant 45 mins in a fairly buoyant sky.
Graham G was out on his Target and put in a good flight and top landing.
Second flight ended in typical Harting style…..at the bottom.
James
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