Category Archives: Flying days

Reports of days when I flew a hang glider.

Special permission

The last weekend in August was coming up, and I hadn’t flown in a month due to other commitments, so I wanted to try and get something in. Jon A brought up the idea of heading to Burke, in northern … Continue reading

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Third time’s… less spastic

The lift forecast a day or two out will sometimes look outstanding, but then when the day arrives, the outlook gets less rosy. That was the case with Saturday; the lift map was all red when I looked on Thursday, … Continue reading

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Thanks, Magic Mike!

July was marching on, and I’d had too much going on to get into the air. The forecast for Saturday didn’t look too great to me (apparently some people flew in the torrid conditions, and managed to get onto the … Continue reading

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Trio of Falcons

Well, the weekend hadn’t worked out for flying, but that wasn’t my last chance to get in a flight in June. With the late sunsets, it seemed possible to squeeze in an after-work flight, even it it wasn’t at Tanner-Hiller. … Continue reading

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Climb first, soar later

Going back to Tanner-Hiller was probably an option for Saturday, but I wanted to try for some foot-launched mountain flying. The wind was going to be southwest, perfect for West Rutland. I sent an email to the local lists asking … Continue reading

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Friday evening

I went to a club meeting on Tuesday night, and Pete J mentioned that Rhett was going to be towing Thursday through Sunday, and that Thursday looked great. I’m not retired like Pete, so I can’t as easily go flying … Continue reading

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Four for 4

Word on the internet was that Saturday was shaping up to be an excellent flying day at multiple sites. I wasn’t seeing it; the winds were supposed to be light, but everywhere I was looking, it seemed to be the … Continue reading

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