Monday, August 1, 2011

A Short Visit to ISA Sunday



Sunday was a warm sunny day with light and variable westerly winds. Cumulus clouds were building as Kate and I decided it was a good day to visit our friends in Hamilton. We turned 45U east, settled into an easy cruise and enjoyed the green mid-summer scenery below.

Arriving at Hamilton we could see from the upwind leg to RWY 17 that the days' soaring was about to get under way.

This was the first time I've managed to connect with the club this year and I was happy to find Jay, Brett, Kevin and Joe on the field.


I like the club's 4-wheeler. I've never been on one before but had the opportunity to drive it with the L-33 in tow and Brett walking the wing. Why does everything move at any speed except walking speed?

Brett was the first to go.



I ran as quick as I could to try for a shot of Kevin through the windscreen of 18L, but got to the tow plane about the time he began his takeoff roll.



While I was in the staging area Joe invited me along for a ride in 'Big Red'. It's been a couple years since sitting in a glider and quite a bit longer since sitting in the back of the 2-33. Yet, as soon as I was strapped in it felt as though no time had passed since then.



Off tow I pointed out a small cloud that was close. Joe headed towards it. As happens so often, the moment you turn towards a promising cloud it immediately begins fall apart. We never made it to the far windward side where lift might have been, as sink was already pushing us lower.

Looking for other options, Joe turned back east towards a nice bump we felt earlier in the tow but we only passed through a short area of zero sink.

Back over the hills northeast of the field and again a momentary teasing of zero sink as Joe called pattern entry. Approaching base leg we finally found some lift, however it was too late. We were in the pattern and committed to landing.

Thanks for the ride Joe! It felt great to fly in a sailplane again.

Kate flying us home

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Virginia Airplane Exchange

On this particular Saturday Jeff and I, with his ASK-14 in tow, drove to Staunton VA delivering it to its new home ahead of Jeff's September move.

Rather than opening up the house for one night Jeff accepted an offer from his friend and neighbor Michael Godfrey for an overnight stay at his home.


Michael's home

It was an enjoyable stay. Michael is a very interesting person with a vast amount of knowledge about the area and its history. Michael is a naturalist, writer and has also produced a nature video called "Audubon Videoguide to 247 Birds of North America". I currently have it at the top of my queue on Netflix...

Michael has started a blog called "Birding On The Farm". Michael is an excellent writer and I look forward to following his work. It can be found at: Birding on the Farm

For dinner we were to have short ribs cooked over a wood fire. Michael had picked up some barbecue sauce for this at the store but decided there were too many ingredients with unhealthy sounding names. So, Jeff pulled out his smartphone and after a short search we had a recipe for homemade sauce. Even though nothing was measured and we didn't have all the ingredients which forced us to substitute or leave out a few items, it was great!


Jeff reading recipe with phone in one hand, ingredients in the other



Michael cutting avocado for salad



The view from Michael's looking northwest towards Buffalo Gap


This was Grandma Moses' home which she and husband Thomas bought in the late 1800's. It is located just across and down the road. Michael owns this house and is in the process of rehabilitating it.



This is one of the the oldest mills in the area. It survived destruction by Union forces during the Civil War by going unnoticed, hidden in a valley.



Jeff's home and land from a neighbors' hill



By mid afternoon we had arrived at Shenandoah Regional Airport where Jeff's Lambada lives. We packed up and headed north towards NY.


Shenandoah Regional Airport



The Massanutten, visible from Rt 81 runs parallel to the highway from Strasburg to Harrisonburg and is about 50 miles in length.


For most of the length of the Massanutten we ran the ridge with trees blurred by our 90 kt airspeed.


There is a very active soaring club at Front Royal. Strong thermals for most of the year and 46 miles of ridge and wave when the wind blows. When we arrived it was late in the afternoon and we could hear gliders entering the pattern for landing, with the exception of one lone 1-26 still working lift.






From Harrisburg until Williamsport we followed the Susquehanna. I've always been interested in this river. I've flown several time over the west branch as it winds its way across souther NY and northern PA. Some day, I would like to paddle the North Branch from Cooperstown all the way into the Chesapeake and the Atlantic.


From Williamsport we flew out over a sparsely populated area of forest and hills that give few options for landing out. This has always looked like "No-man's land" to me and I generally fly quite high when crossing in my glide-like-a-brick Cessna. In a short time we passed east of Elmira and then all too soon we were over CNY and descending towards Skaneateles.


Saturday, June 11, 2011

First Flight of Jeff's Schleicher ASK-14

Friday we gathered at Skaneateles Airport to help Jeff rig his ASK-14 for a first flight. This plane is a beauty and was on the cover of SSA's Soaring Magazine in 2006.




Assembly went quite well with no real problems. For the summer it will remain assembled and hangared.


Willie and Jeff connecting the ailerons.






Before towing out to the runway Jeff spent some time getting comfortable in the cockpit. Then after a little trial and error with choke/throttle combinations the engine was started. It has a 4 cylinder 2 stroke Hirth engine of 28 HP.


On the runway and ready to go!


Lift-off...


A good omen!


I flew our 150 over from Marcellus so we could do a little air-to-air. Circling outside the thermal as Jeff was in lift, he easily out-climbed my 150 turning in sink or even neutral air.


For Jeff's first flight I kept a good distance away or above. We'll get together again soon for some closer photo work.




Jeff's flight lasted about 40 minutes, rolling to a stop just a short distance from his hangar. This is one sweet little glider. His smile says it all!

Monday, June 6, 2011

Flight to Melbourne

Once again another one of these "Once in a lifetime" flying adventures has presented itself to me.

This time it was an opportunity to assist Lauren Pitcairn, a Lambada owner in flying his motorglider from Hoge Farm 56PA in Pipersville, PA to Melbourne FL where it would be left with a dealer to be sold. He has a new Stemme on order and it is due to arrive soon.

While Laren is a capable pilot able to make the journey himself, it is always easier to have two heads and another set of hands in the cockpit. (And, it is more fun sharing the experience)

From Pennsylvania south, the weather was forecast to be near perfect for the two day trip beginning Sunday morning. However NY and PA had showers predicted for Saturday afternoon. Sunday morning, fog and low clouds might prevent me from flying my Cessna down to meet him at his field. I decided it would be better to deal with showers than fog and headed out Saturday afternoon. This turned out the be a good decision as skies were mostly just partly cloudy, though my plane did get "power washed" briefly twice on the way down.

Hoge Farm (56PA)



Landing at Lauren's house we tucked the 150 behind a line of trees for the night until there would be space in the hangar the following morning. After a nice dinner with Laren and his wife, we planned the flight using Jeppesen charts and the AOPA Flight Planner.

Laren's Hangar



Sunday morning, as forecast, low clouds and poor visibility were upon us with better weather just to the south. We took our time getting ready for departure, allowing time for the clouds to lift a bit and visibility to improve. By the time we were fueled and loaded there were hopeful patches of blue.

In the air we found the clouds were indeed low. Not much over 1000 AGL and visibility was poor but acceptable. We pointed towards our first waypoint at COBUS intersection. This would bring us around the east side of Philadelphia's Class B and line us up for a straight shot to Cape May, NJ.

Cruising along at low altitude over the farmland of Central NY is fine. There we have so many fields, that with an engine failure you could almost establish a glide, close your eyes and likely roll out onto a field. Here, as we headed SE, the ground became more and more developed. Eventually it got to the point where even in a motor-glider our options were becoming scarce. Fortunately about that time the low cumulus clouds began to open up allowing an easy climb above.

Crossing the Delaware River



In the clear, cool air above this mostly scattered layer of CU we found smooth cruising and less headwind than was forecast. In a short time Delaware Bay came into view and flying SE along the bay we passed directly over Cape May and crossed into Delaware.

Approaching Cape May



Delaware and maryland passed and we were approaching lunchtime. We landed at Accomack Airport in Melfa, VA. Asking the airport operator about our options for restaurants he suggested the Island House Restaurant. He made a call and someone was coming to get us. This person turned out to be the owner of the Island House, who is also a pilot and enjoys coming to the airport to bring other aviators out for a meal overlooking the marsh. Both Laren and I chose the "Award Winning" crab cakes and were not disappointed. These were the best crab cakes I have ever had. A ride back to the airport from the manager and we were on our way.

Cruising along the Chesapeake



Within a short time we had come to the mouth of Chesapeake Bay. With enough altitude for a motor-glider we crossed looking down at a couple dozen oceangoing ships waiting at the in the bay.



By late afternoon we were in North Carolina. Turning east toward the ocean visible on the horizon, we squeezed between two military operation areas and descended towards Beaufort, NC for the night. As we approached the coast we saw what must have been hundreds of boats returning from the sea and into the bay at the end of the day.

Approaching Beaufort





It was Sunday, the next day would be Memorial Day. Landing we found the airport packed with planes. There were no tied-owns available, with topped off tanks we had to leave the plane on the grass at the end of the line. Fair weather and calm winds we forecast for the night.

Sunset on the bay in Beaufort, NC



The following morning a cab ride brought us to a locked up airport. Neither of us thought to asks about access codes to the tarmac the night before. We might have had a long wait, but fortunately the airport operator showed up early and we gained access to the field after only a 30 minute wait.

In the air we headed west to clear airspace and climbed into the cool air before turning south to pick up and follow the coast again. Within an hour we were passing Myrtle Beach, SC. I made a couple unsuccessful attempts to contact my sister who was in Myrtle Beach with her family for my nephew's baseball tournament. Not that they would be able to see us at cruising along above the scattered clouds, but it would have been cool for the kids to know we were up there somewhere at that moment...

Passing Myrtle Beach



Cruising was easy and we were picking up about 7 kts of tailwind. Laren had a Garmin 496 for navigation and Jeppesen Charts. I've never used Jeppesen charts but found that I like the way they present the most used information. I have worked a little with a Garmin GPS before and after a quick refresher with the online manual before leaving home I felt comfortable entering our chosen course and changes during the flight.

Our view for much of the day



By lunchtime we were into GA and passing close to Saint Simmons Island, GA. Landing at McKinnon Airport we topped the tanks and thanks to the use of a courtesy car found our way to lunch at the marina.

Landing Saint Simmons Island



Lambada in good company...



Heading south along the tidal marshes, the fractal rivers and shoreline were absolutely amazing. What fun it would be to explore this area and its secluded beaches in my kayak!



Crossing into Florida in the distance we could see the clouds were beginning to grow. Further along moderate cumulus clouds were close to our route and moving to cross our path.

Looking down the Florida coast



Not a cloverleaf



As we neared Daytona showers were visible below these larger buildups. Fortunately there was enough room for us to squeeze by these clouds and restricted airspace to the west. We were now less than an hour from Melbourne. Ahead, more buildups. With no room to skirt these and tops higher than we wanted to climb we decided to descend under the clouds.

Laren with moderate cumulus



This gave us a nice view of the Kennedy Space Center as we passed. The Shuttle landing runway and launch complexes all visible in the distance.



Melbourne tower asked us to report in 10 miles out and immediately gave us clearance to land on 9L when we did.
Jim Lee was on the ramp waiting to guide us to the hanger.

Approaching Melbourne International



The following morning we rented a car for the drive to Orlando. Arriving long before our flight and checking for anything earlier we grabbed the last two seats on a direct flight to Philadelphia leaving two hours earlier than the one we had booked. This got us back to Laren's in time for me to hop in my 150 for a hazy, hot flight back to Marcellus that afternoon.

Approaching home in the haze. (Skaneateles and Otisco Lakes)



Thanks again Laren for sharing this adventure with me. I had a wonderful time!

Sunday, April 10, 2011

2011 Spring Set-up Day

Scheduled for Saturday April 16th at 10:00.

Our towplane is fueled and ready for another season.

Come out and join in the preparation for another wonderful soaring season!