The photo says it all, really: despite the sun beaming down from above, you
can't see the horizon. That view from the tractor was taken at 0900 and,
although some quite large spells of blue appeared over the airfield as the day
progressed, the horizontal visibility remained marginal throughout.
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Early morning Zetor’s eye view of the airfield:
note that the tors usually visible in the distance are not. |
So, as they
say, if there's any doubt there's no doubt, the decision was not to fly today.
Which was, understandably, very frustrating for the small but enthusiastic band
of members who gathered to change ends, and then...wait. In essence, even if the
visibility eventually exceeded the VMC minima there was just too much risk of
finding oneself unwittingly enveloped in a whiteout of condensation, the view of the ground becoming intermittent and disorientation setting in as a result.
Not the perfect recipe for an enjoyable day's flying.
And so we put the gliders
back in the hangar, whilst Allan Holland set to Poirot-like to discover the
source of power loss in with ML1.
With the barometer falling, there's the likelihood of change in the air,
which will at least provide an antidote to the 'blue sky no horizon'
blues...
Martin Cropper
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