After yesterday's tales of 100km+, possible silver height, first solo and other soaring flights, what would be in store for the Sunday soarers. The forecast for a light southerly breeze, overcast and cloud base lowering as the day went on inevitably meant no soaring today. Arriving at the club the cloud base was just above the church, so initially no flying unless things improved.
After teas and coffees our attention turned to K13 FGR, which had been reported to have a click coming from the main wheel. We partially cleared the hangar to access the errant K13. The aircraft was lifted on the belly dolly to remove the wheel and strip it down. A bent axle and broken brake support lug were found. New axle and replacement hub were found. With everything cleaned and greased up the wheel was refitted.
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Hangar elves working on the K13 wheel. |
Whilst the K13 wheel work was being done, Richard arrived and wondered why we were not flying as unbeknown to us the cloud had lifted so flying could commence. The field was set up and K13 CCY taken to the launch point.
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The top of the tors now visible. |
First tp fly with me was Danny Surgeon. After a few weeks away due to the weather and other commitments, today would concentrate on getting Danny back up to speed.
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Danny preparing to fly. |
The trainees temporarily stepped aside for our visitor. Today Gavin flew Austin Jeffreys who came to the club with his Mum, Dad, and younger brother. Austin enjoyed the winch launch and the view of his school, Mount Kelly, on the outskirts of Tavistock.
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Matthew getting ready watched by Andrew. |
The last trainee to fly with me was Sean Westrope. Three flights saw Sean fly his first complete flight on the third launch. Well done Sean.
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Sean all smiles ready to fly. |
With the cloud base once again lowering, Adam Hoskin decided to take a quick last flight. As there wasn't going to be time for Andrew to fly, Andrew took a back seat ride with Adam.
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Adam with passenger Andrew. |
Thank you to those at the cub today. At least we managed some flying, when the day started looking as if no flying would be possible.
Peter Howarth
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