tonycondon
Gastons CRO (Chief Dinner Reservation Officer)
After months of submitting photos, I finally made the roundup. Of course, not even a picture that I took, but it was on my camera!
Congrats, Tony!
You prolly don't have much competition with other submissions of planes missing engines.
Congratulations Tony! I like that picture.
Congrats, Tony!
You prolly don't have much competition with other submissions of planes missing engines.
Neither the planes or the pilots in that photo are missing the engines one bit!
After months of submitting photos, I finally made the roundup. Of course, not even a picture that I took, but it was on my camera!
Neat pic! How are the farmers when they see you coming into their fields?
Neat pic! How are the farmers when they see you coming into their fields?
It's a great picture. Unfortunately you've just shown the world you landed out
Totally tongue in cheek. I have many landouts in my logbook (although they were NEVER the whole point.) I never encountered an angry farmer either. One in Minnesota said to me after I'd apologized profusily for landing in his field, "Don't worry, the raccoons get more than that every night."Hey now Lance. For some of us, landing out is the whole point. We never would have had nearly as much fun and met the interesting locals if we wouldve made it to the Hampton Airport 1 thermal downwind.
Over the course of my 10 or so off airport landings around Iowa I have never met an angry farmer. There are a few stories floating around the soaring world about them. Almost always the angry farmer is associated with crop damage. Thats why I usually try to not do any damage to anything except the glider. Most find it a great break in their day.
So for those of us who are on the husky side, what's the useful load of one of those guys?
I'm 240-250, and I've never done any soaring, but I always figured that I was a bit on the heavy side.
~ Christopher
Totally tongue in cheek. I have many landouts in my logbook (although they were NEVER the whole point.) I never encountered an angry farmer either. One in Minnesota said to me after I'd apologized profusily for landing in his field, "Don't worry, the raccoons get more than that every night."
From what I've seen/heard, most of the crop damage (and farmer anger) comes as a result of the retrieval when someone takes a 4WD monster truck pulling a sailplane trailer out into the farmer's field instead of carrying the ship out by hand.
???Don't understand. I landed out in tall corn once (same deal - low altitude rope break) and like Don the landing did little damage. We took the wings off and hand carried (wings) or rolled (fuselage) the parts out between the rows. Plenty of room and no damage.Don Ingraham put a Grob in the corn field (full grown) at Faribault after a low altitude rope break about 3 years ago. corn was fine for the most part, and the glider was fine. Only way they could figure out how to get it out was to get a flatbed tow truck and drive out and get it, that cost him dearly.
So for those of us who are on the husky side, what's the useful load of one of those guys?
I'm 240-250, and I've never done any soaring, but I always figured that I was a bit on the heavy side.
~ Christopher
Yeah, I'm up there too. The Schweizer 232 was the solution for me. A net search shows:240-250 is on the high side but there are some gliders that will accomodate you. the schweizer 2-22 and 2-33 trainers are perfect for big people. check out www.ssa.org and click on "Where to Fly" on the right side (I think) to find a soaring operation near you. Once you get into soaring you will find that its a great motivator to lose some weight
Well, maybe I'll give it a try one of these days.
(Although I have to say it: I don't quite know why I'd give up a perfectly good engine).
~ Christopher
It's hard to explain about not having an engine... Flying becomes a totally different experience when you go somewhere without an engine. A little 50 or 150 mile cross-country becomes a mission, an adventure, a battle of wits, a test of will, a... Voyage.
Instead of checkpoints, engine gages, watching the vor or gps as you progress along (towared a goal you are almost 100% sure of reaching) you become totally immersed in the sky, keenly aware of every nuance of cloud or terrain as a clue in the puzzle of how you are going to get from where you are to where you want to go. And you fit the pieces together by maneuving with stick and rudder, cranking in 2G spirals at the edge of a stall to climb thousands of feet, then diving into cruise near redline alternately pushing and pulling to milk every mile till the next climb or until exhausted and elated you put it down, maybe where no one has ever landed a flying machine before. It's like a multi week voyage compressed into a few hours. Fantastic!
MM
Huh- you know, I never thought about that- without an engine, you really are not worried about how much time you have or if you're on schedule for this or that waypoint... I suppose dead reckoning, too, just doesn't figure into it unless you're making a really long trip. Just pilotage and "feel", with a lot of quick decision-making... I really want to try it, eventually.It's hard to explain about not having an engine... Flying becomes a totally different experience when you go somewhere without an engine. A little 50 or 150 mile cross-country becomes a mission, an adventure, a battle of wits, a test of will, a... Voyage.
Instead of checkpoints, engine gages, watching the vor or gps as you progress along (towared a goal you are almost 100% sure of reaching) you become totally immersed in the sky, keenly aware of every nuance of cloud or terrain as a clue in the puzzle of how you are going to get from where you are to where you want to go. And you fit the pieces together by maneuving with stick and rudder, cranking in 2G spirals at the edge of a stall to climb thousands of feet, then diving into cruise near redline alternately pushing and pulling to milk every mile till the next climb or until exhausted and elated you put it down, maybe where no one has ever landed a flying machine before. It's like a multi week voyage compressed into a few hours. Fantastic!
MM
If you're flying cross country, that's not true. Any given soaring day only has so many hours of usable lift. Those who dally wll run out of time before reaching their destination and end up "landing out." Cross country/competition flying is not relaxing (but that doesn't mean it's not fun or very rewarding ).you really are not worried about how much time you have or if you're on schedule for this or that waypoint...
After months of submitting photos, I finally made the roundup. Of course, not even a picture that I took, but it was on my camera!
What kind of glider is that your buddy has?
What kind of glider is that your buddy has?
Now if you took the engine off a weed whacker, and attached some folding blades . . .
Have one of those too. It's called the Monerai. Early design by John Monnet I believe. Mine has a 3 cylinder motor pod (removable) for self launch. The builders of these made dozens of modifications to make it a flyable machine.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monerai
You make gliders go faster with your mind alone.
No autopilot? (mournful look)
No waypoints? (more mournful look)
No clearance? (lost puppy look)
No GPS? Hell with this!
~ Christopher