walk of shame

 

Perranporth

Whistle stop 1/2 day tour of Cornwall rounded

up with a quick visit to Perranporth.

Light to nil wind blowing across the slope...

the natural habitat of the Alula.

poor man's Buzz Lightyear

 

a quick preflight assessment reveals that...

as demonstrated by the locals; landing out is not an option!

best stay in close...

soar the slight twitching of the grass...

and dream about summer!

floaty firle

Well it looks as if Boris has spared us all from another lockdown, but

that in itself may not be enough to save his skin.... that's politics

dealt with, now onto religion and that most scared of  faiths; the soaring of the slopes!

The eve of the last lockdown (Nov 2020?) saw an average of 3mph wafting

up the face of Firle Beacon. Floaters were dusted off and the congregation

congregated optimistically!

the camera batteries died, so we improvised with a

pin hole in an off-cut of Solarfilm

this looks like it's at the cutting edge of extreme floatiness....

it's so black and floaty, it generates its own thermal allowing

for over unity soaring

luckily Dave found his near invisible, nano tube wing joiner

after a long search in the grass 

Eric has brought along his venerable Four Thirds

Eric's happy to play the role of footstool

 

elevator linkage was a bit non-cooperative IIRC

it spontaneously tries to ascend vertically again, but Dave keeps a firm hold

and with the 4mph gale, it's at the top end of its performance bracket

and then all of a sudden, we're falling like flies....

and then it's on the hill again, just so the parachaps can have a

good chuckle at the retrieval crew!

the more sensible among us don't get involved in the walk of shame!