Spain SGP

Well that all seemed to go well. The contest was held at Santa Cilia on the West end of the Pyrenees - a place I haven't flown at before. Beautiful scenery in the air, loads of really big birds: vultures, buzzards, eagle, a big easy airfield and locally good outlanding fields. The only downside is the building of a new motorway along the valley, like much of Spain it will be really nice if they ever finish it.

Over the top of the Pyrenees with no spare tyre

It all started a bit shakily - I popped a trailer tyre in a service station and had a tough time changing it. I was then stupid enough to do well in the practice day so the omens weren't great. Midway through the competition the glider main wheel went flat and I spent a morning chasing round like a looney trying to find a replacement inner tube, with no success. It was therefore a case of patching the old pone and praying. Fortunately it all worked out...

Santa Cilia Airfield

Day 1 I flew pretty well and entered the last TP convinced I was going to win the day. Annoyingly the route I took out, North to the ridge I'd just left, wasn't as good as the route to the South taken by Thomas Gostner and Aldo Rodriguez. Third for the day at 114kph then.

The following days I finished 4th, 4th and 2nd: consistent but not good enough. All the throwing tyres around had me with searing back pain so I was walking like a Centenarian and only really comfortable once I was sat in the glider.

Going into the last day and in third place I felt strangely confident: I knew I was going to do OK. That delusion evaporated within 5 minutes of going through the start when I was 1000' below the pack. Dammit! A bit of persistence paid of though, and once back in the game I was able to keep pushing while staying high. 80kms out from home GT and OS stopped just behind me for a 2 knot climb - I carried on to where I reckoned the ridge had sun on it and was rewarded with a nice 5 knot average. Up onto a 3 maccready glide I set off for home, getting a bit of a shock when OS popped up on Flarm below on my left with 20 kms to run. This time I had the right route and was able to come home 20 seconds ahead of him. That was good enough to win the day, win the contest and qualify for the World Final in Vitacura, Santiago in Chile in January 2018. It was even my birthday - life does not get better!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zL69N-UnL_0

The ticket to Chile....

Serres 17.1

Most of the guys from the Cerdanya trip went home but there was still left me, Mike and Neil McLaughlin. The weather forecast suggested Serres would have better weather, and it was on the way home for Mike and Neil so we decamped to Serres.

We had a couple of duff days to wait before a nice strong Northerly set up. Mike launched first and got into wave very quickly. I launched half an hour later and had a bit more of a struggle in rotor over Aspres before connecting. Moving up to Pic de Bure the wave was varying in form but for a few minutes I could watch the altimeter wind up in an average 14 knots of silky smooth lift.

Pic be Bure wave

The three of us got together, I contacted Salon to check the airspace was deactivated and we then rode the bar down South West to overhead Mt Ventoux and back. Neil went in to land leaving Mike and I to move East out of the wind into weak therms out to Jouerre and back.

Cruisin' in the wave bar down to Mt Ventoux

Day 2 was a bit blue but worked pretty well with therms to 12,000' in the hot spots. We flew South West on to the Luberon then East over to Siguret near Barcellonette, with the opportunity to pick out most of the airfields in the Southern French Alps. 6.5 hours of this and at least one of us was feeling a little tired!

Overhead Siguret in the Barcelonnette valley

Day 3 was 8/8 overcast and a 15kt Southerly - rubbish. However, we launched anyway and ended up having a really great flight. The Aportres ridge was working very well so Mike could practice dropping down to the foot of it and working his way back up: good exercises to get used to looking up at 2000' of rock as you scrape up it. After a while we trickled over to the Cretes des Selles and ridge ran across past Malaup on to Jouerre and climbed up to the 8000' cloudbase in wave enhanced thermals. From there we nipped over Sisteron to the West and found a wave gap over the Meouge gorge and climbed up to 10,000' between the overcast. A neat 5 hour flight that was great mountain flying training for Mike.

Departure day - leaving at the right time?

So ended a fabulous three weeks training with my son. I really enjoyed flying with him and was pleased with how he flew - always having a landout option in mind, thinking about Plan B if the next climb didn't work and keeping a clear picture of the topography and what valley went where.

I then set off back to the Pyrenees and the SGP at Santa Cilia, Jaca. Mike went back to the UK to train with his Juniors team mate ready for competitions in Germany, France and Lithuania. Vot haf I created???!!

Super Cerdanya

After 48 hours back in the UK it was time to pack the car and hit the road for Europe.




The neighbourhood on its way out



The neighbourhood gone

I was honoured to be allowed to join son Mike along with a bunch of recent Juniors for 10 days down in Cerdanya in the Pyrenees, starting 14 April.



Sergi Pujol: the Dude of Catalonia

Cerdanya is a fabulous airfield expertly run by Sergi Pujol. Sergi is brilliant - always enthusiastic, keen to fly, happy to run with a minimum of rules but still highly professional: the guy is a star. The launching operation is smooth with 2 Rallyes on hand and some great tug pilots. The airfield has a very long tarmac runway set in a wide valley with loads of fields on hand for rope breaks etc. The tows can be long to get into convection and are charged at c€4.20 per minute - but they still averaged out at just c€50 per tow. The clubhouse is one of the nicest I have visited. It has huge picture windows facing the runway and mountains behind, a comfy indoor sitting area and balcony overlooking the apron outside, excellent coffee and good food. Downstairs is a restaurant that does a neat 3 course meal for €20 - bargain!




another breakfast on the clubhouse balcony




Creative artwork on the club K7

We had pretty good weather and flew 9 days out of 10. We could have flown the 10th but went for a bike ride round the valley while Adam Woolley and Sergi flew, found better conditions than expected and went to the highest mountain in the Pyrenees (Pico de Aneto) with a 13k' cloudbase.



crawling up a mountain somewhere



Mike Gatfield in his LS8 cruising back after a 460kms O/R



Now that is a GOOD sky

We had wave to at least 4000m amsl ;-) good therms to 13k' and a couple of really nice cross country out and returns to the West end of the Pyrenees. Everyone flew really well, had a good time and is likely to go back.....

USA SGP 2017 wrap-up

Wow. What a fantastic week. Here's my short video of the experience

Florida SGP 2017

And again, big thanks to Bo Michalowski and Maria Szemplinski for some great photos!

SGP USA Day 7

At last. It's amazing what a decent night's sleep does for you.

A day win

Today's task was 270kms and conditions were forecast to be blue. Max start height was 3800' and it was a struggle to get that high before the start. Down the first leg South most of us followed the highway and operated 3000' to 4500' in the blue. At the Southernmost turns there were clouds and I was up with the leaders but missed a therm on a leg North. Here we go again I thought: another ignominious day. But... at the third turn from home I deviated 45 degrees South back to clouds, bumbled along and then set off towards a power station near the penultimate turn (it must be like Didcot - right?). Fortune smiled on me and I cored 4.5knots 5kms short of the power station to get just below glide, and set off into the blue. 30kms out I turned the radio back on and heard Tony Condon 2kms in front. I spotted him 500' below and was able to overhaul him before the control turn to come home first - yay!


A great bunch of guys: the 2017 SGP USA pilots

The event finished up with an aeros display, a baby Gator on the runway and a dinner in the hangar.

Right on cue - Gator on the runway

So ends SGP USA 2017. What a fabulous week - great people, amazing weather, superb organisation - all in all a faultless contest. Once more, huge thanks to Andrew Ainslie for making it all possible.

SGP USA Day 6: Spaceport day

We awoke to grey skies and the threat of rain in the air. The director sensibly scrubbed early and we held a bit of a forum, discussing start rules and the dangers of landing low over a public road. Of course, by 1400 the sky looked amazing and in the UK we'd have been on a 500kms task at least!


Paula and I left site and headed East to Cape Canaveral, or the Kennedy Space Center as it is now known. What a great place! The visitors centres are really well done with the consoles from the original moon landing launch, the stunningly massive Saturn V rocket, the rocket assembly building, transporter, and Atlantis shuttle. I have to admit I must have had something in my eye when the final IMAX style movie ended and the screen became transparent to reveal the Shuttle - very well done indeed.


"Mos Isley spaceport: You will not find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy"



Typical. All that work I did to get a US glider pilot licence and the ship is out of airworthiness.

Up Slack...

 

...All Out



Saturn V. The scale of the thing is incredible.





SGP USA Day 5

Yet another glorious morning followed by cumulus popping at midday. But first a task briefing supported by Dunkin' Donuts, coffee, Bagels and mini doughnuts found by the crew.

Big Excitement, Small Doughnuts

Off tow into a 5 knot climb to 5000', hang around for the start gate to open at 1340 and then charge off North with the pack of 12. Cloudbase built to over 6500' and I was feeling so much more awake and really enjoyed the flight. As per usual I disconnected with the leaders in the last 50kms and came home 7th. It was a really enjoyable 300 kms though.

Today's task

After landing we met for prizegiving and a lasagne meal in the hangar. Although it was 50 miles away we could all see the SpaceX reusable rocket launch from Cape Canaveral to our East. Finally, against a glorious sunset the luckiest man in Florida rolled his beautiful Super Cub out of his private hangar behind his house (which also contains an ASH25, Nimbus 3, Stearman and Texan T-6, oh, and a garage with Willys Jeep, '64 Corvette and various other toys) to take his wife for a sunset flight.

Is this the best man cave on the planet?

I need a man cave like this

Time for a sunset flight in the Cub

Poor thing, he's only just back from requalifying for the B-17 Flying Fortress. It must be awful being Shaun.