more of the mighty 'peep

The first warm session of the year at this premier slope site. Sun, wind and LGRA....what more could a die hard sloper ask for?

glider

glider

gliders 

and there in the bushes lurks something else....

there it is....

man retrieves....

it seems the Schwing had a coming together with the nearest planet.....at speed

merely a flesh wound 

Simon dares to touch the iconic '27

see its starring role in the Channel 5 ident below...

.....under the bonnet all possible disasters have been pre-empted

love tanks full to the brim!.....footage below

wednesday's 'peep

return of the smack

Last Thursday brought on some glorious Spring thermals and between man and bird, 

none were left to waste!

The Smack is back!....

...and treats Simon to a quick alfresco blowie so pleased he is to see him!

now that's out the way, let's get the Strega sorted

some lovely little scalies grace the patch

and other Paul's Shadow's fly-by noises gave us all a very hard horn

who's this about to slap himself in the face?

 it's Les, and by the look of it he's really busting for a piss!

small scalie pre-landing pass

 it's a beauty!

master loves pilot, pilot loves master x

 The Smack gets away all nonchalant like, despite a two year absence

home for tea

wingjoineramnesia

ever get half way to the slope and wonder that you might have left a crucial component at home?

Need a fix?........so does the weather!

going down on holly

there's a mouldie down here somewhere.....

there she is!

Bopeep last week

Last Thursday's slacking session up on the mighty 'peep....

This lorry single handedly brought the South East

to a standstill by parking across all three lanes of the M20 

Rob and the Eedo

No chance of sneaking up behind Graham today

"This isn't the glider you're looking for"

 Pilot had some alternative literature today

Pete added other cockpit detail including-

pile of clumped together tissues in foot well

1/4 scale bottle of baby oil in glove box

crusty patch on inner thigh of trousers (simply achieved with a few drops of zap-a-gap) 

 the nearest we got to a flying shot

Graham's superb performer 'Gold (Le) Fish'

great shame at greatstone

A sneaky couple of hours in the sea air today. Unfortunately the wind was east of north east

so the prepubescent gnat bite of a slope was barely working at all....

beach landing is best

 'I'll catch it!' 'No, me! let me get it!' 'It's my turn!' etc etc...for some reason it needs to be done in a zombie voice

in the interest of slope soaring and common sense I chose to ignore this

what strange warm bright object in the evening sky beckons forth?

shave those palms....

chilly holly

Jeeeezzz!! was it cold up on Holly's back last week!

most of the light weight regulars only managed a couple of hours before being chilled to the core!

Al looks pensive in pre-launch mode

pit parked models had a tendency to slide down the hill, eager to get airborne

in the smooth, frigid air

Les's hands stuck together, then the raw skin flapped around stripped from his flesh by the arctic gale.
We'll save you the details of Paul's foreskin incident

the sun came out!!

2 minutes later it went back in again

Les shortly before the situation with his paws

off she goes!

nearly a white out

beardy man Graham is well set for the chill, he's also been busy in workshop....

so comfortable is he with his testosterone fuelled, bristle coated sexuality,
he's taken to building pink planes

masculinity intact!