Sunday Beechmont

Well last Sunday for me was a day I'd rather forget.
Joel and I arrived at Beechmont to find new student and mate, Scotty ready to launch with Lee overseeing.



We waited to catch some shots of Scotty launching, but he seemed to have a few demons to overcome to launch. We eventually gave up on him and set up our gliders.


We saw some paragliders having a good time of the conditions soaring quite easily.


But by the time we were ready to launch it had all turned to shite. Enda bombed out. After a while old Trev launched and seemed to be going only up. So after I waited for someone to land on the shelf I launched and tried to get in what old Trev was in. Bad decision, as the wind in the bomb out was SW and what Trev was in wasn't there for me. Hence a short flight and a big stack in the bomb out. Not happy Jan! So after I destroyed my antenna and stuffed my wrist, shoulder and both knees. I decided that launching at Beechmont when the wind in the bombout was anything west was an extremely bad idea and I was a dickhead for even launching. Anyway I'm glad that the guys that launched from Hinchcliff generally had a good flight and Old Trev, the legend that he is got up.

See ya on the hill.