It is Wednesday, 21 Dec 11, the Winter solstice and upon the low summit
of Beacon Fell under a grey gloomy sky and the cold wind sweeps through
the unwelcoming gloom of the gaunt fir trees. The base of the low clouds
equals the lower level of the tree line giving an illusion of swirling
wisps of ethereal light smoke through which some faint figures are seen
approaching. Muffled against the weather they have in their arms
strangely coloured and shaped items seemingly intent upon some sacred
purpose with their eyes barely visible fixed upon the middle distance.
Who or what are these persons, a secretive Druid sect celebrating the
solstice and praying for the return of the sun? No, merely the Ninety
Nine Acre Wood Gliding Club (NNAWGC) blowing the balsa dust from the
lungs. Both Colin and I decided that a couple of flying days was
required to set us up before the Christmas festivities. Therefore the
best B&B in Lancashire was booked and the cars loaded with models and
foul weather clothing.
Wed,
21 Dec 11,
The
wind was about 20 mph from the west, ideal for Parlick, but was
unfortunately engulfed in Cloud. Therefore, the decision was taken
to try out a slope new to both of us. Beacon Fell is a fairly low hill
mainly covered in trees however, the western facing slope is available
for slope soaring. After negotiating a couple of gates you fly in front
of a dry stone wall. Both Colin and I, due to the cloud base being only
just above the top of the hill, decided to use our Dream Flight
Weasel’s. Colin’s was a well-seasoned
example whilst mine was on its test flight. The following couple of
hours were some of the most trying, but hugely enjoyable gliding that we
have experienced this year. At the base of the hill is a long line of
trees, which ordinarily causes no problem because after all, the site is
popular one during the summer for those not wanting to venture up onto
Parlick. But, as is apparently well known (with the
obvious exception of
ourselves), once the wind speed nudges over about 15 mph the tree line
sets a rotor on the face of the slope. The result being the random
appearances of “holes” in the sky. This was further complicated by the
requirement not to fly too high due to the low cloud, thereby not
allowing us to climb above the danger zone. The effects of these “holes”
were varied. You could be about thirty feet up in a fast past across the
slope and drop straight down on to the wet grass or find the model
flipped upside down quicker than you could roll it. Because the Weasel
is a light, highly manoeuvrable and robust model
the turbulence and the need for instant and appropriate corrective
control input resulted in great mirth and laughter. A normal “crunchie”
would have not survived these antics. At times we both had tears in our
eyes which were not a consequence of the wind. After about ninety
minutes we retired to the car park in the trees for the mandatory coffee
and Crimble’s*. Upon our arrival in the car park we were joined by a
local flyer who enlightened us to the characteristics of the slope in a
good blow. He also had a Weasel for testing, therefore, we ventured back
and enjoyed a further half hour of fun before the dual onslaught of cold
and descending cloud base closed us down for the day.
Thu, 22 Dec 11.
A light breeze coming from the south west
denoted that the best location for the day’s activities would be Parlick
on the lower slopes of Snape Fell, and unlike the forcast low
cloud/mist, we could see the hill this time. As a consequence of middle
age namely forgetfulness I was without a suitable hat for the seasonal
weather. As our respective partners had indulged in some retail therapy
the previous day, my good lady had secured for me a hat. See the photos
and decide for yourself whether or not someone is “extracting the
urine”.
Parlick
requires that you walk to the top and consequently, you take as many
models as you can carry because you wouldn’t like to do the trip twice.
Due to the light wind Colin took a Weasel, Wanabee and his Thermo Speed
King. I took the Weasel, Wannabe and a new and unflown Speed Astir.
These plus all the collective equipment was enough to carry for one day.
We flew with the locals at the wall site no the westerly face which
requires a slope side landing technique. After I had tested the air and
more importantly the best area for landing with the trusty Wanabee we
steadied our nerves and committed the Speed Astir to the elements. Why
all this trepidation
you ask. Look at the photos and you will see a 74”
high aspect thin winged glider. Look again closely and you will note an
apparent shortage of control surfaces. The only conventional control
surface is the rudder with all other functions being served by “pitcherons”.
These are wings which pivot and are mixed to provide both roll and pitch
control. From the launch it was a complete non-event, a real pussy cat
and despite its low weight was capable of a fair turn of speed. Some
fettling will be required but I was chuffed to nuts, a three Crimble*
moment. Colin in the meantime was ripping the air with his Thermo Speed
King. His activity was however, curtailed by him suffering a mid-air
with Ron, one of the locals. Ron was flying an old (but perfectly
formed) “Thing” of uncertain vintage. The Thing received a slight smudge
on its wing as it tore through Colin’s tailplane. Those of us of a
certain age may remember that Colin’s nickname was once Colin “chopper”
Waite. But this time it was wrong place wrong time, however the model is
repairable, a little glass at the back end and a new tailplane will have
the thermo flying again pretty soon.
The
wind then decided to turn up the volume and both Colin and I decided to
indulge in some quality Wanabee moments and ever mindful of previous
experiences we managed to maintain a level of free air between the
wings. Thus the revelry continued until at about 1500hrs when the skies
darkened and the cloud base dramatically dropped. A hint that the Gods
were indicating that we should go home. Here endeth the last slope
session for 2011.
What will the New Year bring? On the agenda is
the need for a glider tug to allow us to continue our scale activities
when the wind doesn’t blow as well as a couple of more radical designs
so as the saying goes watch this space. The NNAWGC would like to wish
our readers a merry Christmas and a fruitful modelling new year.
Regards,
Neil “Tigger” Tricker
Colin “Eeyore” Waite
*Crimble: A coconut macaroon sweet snack for the dual purpose of
sustaining the inner NNAWGC member and the appropriate grading of the
event in the manner of dining Michelin Stars e.g.: a three Crimble
moment.
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