Finding thermals is a bit like fishing; many days the fishing seems tough, they aren’t biting and when you get one,they are hard to keep on. Other days they are all over the place, mostly nice ones and you spend the day throwing them back so you can fight another one.
Then you go up with a pro and discover she found the first thermal before the rope was tight by spotting a climbing hawk. Then she asked why you didn’t turn back to the one that lifted your wing just before release.... or the one lifting your other wing right now?
After you land and tie the club ships down, 2 guys do a pass down the runway leaving contrails. They pull up into the pattern, drop the gear and land by rolling right up to their empty trailer cradles, “it was a good day... we did the 500km task declared but should have gone for 750km, damn!”
...and you didn’t know their were 10lb bass anywhere in NJ.
Sent from my iPad using Tapatalk Pro