Sailplane & Gliding 1966 - Lakes Gliding Club

Sailplane & Gliding 1966 - Lakes Gliding Club Sailplane & Gliding 1966 - Lakes Gliding Club

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Now, map - railways out of the town. Bran.ch left for Basingstoke. musm't get too near cloud. Basingstoke here we come. They said I'd enjoy it. They were right again. What wouldn't I give for a cigarette. Have to wait till I land. You know, there is just a chance that I might get there after all. What a marvellous feeling - Booker a million miles away, and wildest Hampshire down below, or is it Berkshire? Not going down to find out. Concentrate. Hope it is the right railway. 190°, about right. What the hell, Basingstoke must be down tbere somewhere. Barograph! I never switched it on! Listen, slow down, get a bit of hush. Tick, tick, tick. If I didn't, somebody else did. Hallo, more lift, and it's a good one. You'd have to be flying a brick outhouse to Come down today. There is an airfield - Odiham. Where it should be on the left and Basingstoke! Good Lord, I'm nearly there, and enough height and am I going to look an idiot when I don't find Lasham? It's big enough. It must be in that fug down there somewhere. A glider! Now he must be from Lasham. Skylark 2. Local soaring? I can always follow him and nobody will know. There it is - oh ye of little faith and look a t the height! 5,000 and a bit, so here we come, and watch me make a classic stinker out of the landing - and where? That's the towcar line and there are the tugs and wherever I go it will be wrong anyway, so why hang about? Nobody else landing. Brakes out, 4,000, 3,000, 2,000. Remember it's 150 ft. higher here. Over the Comet, 850 and turn left and left again - speed up. Too late to change your mind now - brakes and don't grou,ndloop it, not here, not now. Nice and straight and stop. This is almost the best cigarette of my life, and here comes somebody and how can I wipe that silly grin off my face? "Good afternoon - from Booker." no, not far, only A FRONT TO REMEMBER By KEITH NURCOMBE OU might think that we at Husbands Y Bosworth, almost in the heart of England, would not be terribly concerned with sea-breeze fronts except at the end of a downwind dash to the coast. However, some of the local pundits have been insisting that they do penetrate as far as our site from the north-east, and pilots at nearby Rearsby (a bit nearer the Wash) claim to have seen the occasional S.B.F. in the late evening after a good light-westerly soaring day. On Easter Sunday (10th April) rather exceptional conditions occurred when a cold front was reinforced by sea breeze and gave me a flight to remember for a long time, while a number of short out-and-retum tasks were foiled by the almost incredible conditions. The day started with low stratus and poor visibility, and it took cODsidera.ble optimism to plan cross-countries, although the morning forecast told of a weak cold front clearing rapidly from 372 the south by mid-morning. Late arrivals .from the Stratford region confirmed that a large area of blue, with good Cu pop· ping already, was moving rapidly northwards, and so flight preparations changed into top gear. The Oly trailer had been totally destroyed in the previous wee}{.-end's gales, and so 09.30 hrs. saw a band of eager workers busily modifying an ex-syndicate trailer. Since they appeared to have everything under control (and I was getting in the way), I moved off and tried drawing lines on my map and attending to the sundry details that one remembers at the last minute. By 10.00 hrs. the clearance had arrived, and by 12.00 hrs. cloudbase was up to 3,200 feet a.s.!. with tops at 7-8,000 feet. By 13.00 hrs. streets were forming, and since reports of strong lift were coming in, an immediate launch in the Club Oly 2 was thought prudent to enable an attempt on five-houTS as well.

SKYlARK FURTHER l.INES OF LAUNCHED 1230 C!;L.OVD OBS~RVED POSSIBLE LINE OF c:. REARS9Y TO TH~E NORTH LRONTAL 'TONGUES' ~;8~~G" /-----=1===-_- ~---::_) J- :t::=~~OUGH ~BY! - - - - - -...--.-..-- V- OI.Y/t.4PIA .'04001"'OU"lDLf;: *. LAUNCHEO'JOO J • ~ __ .......... __::> ~g~~~~~~ !7 ~- A AI.:C~NBURY SEABREEZE FRO~T ~ N FRONT f~ONriACTED y___ _.__ __ • N.EWMARl'tET __'" THIS PART OF HIE FUGHT WA$ CARRIED OUT IN" STRAtGMT LINE IN ONE HOUR ,....-- /8 • 'CHE!DBURGH / J :::.---- RAF w.t.n, ISHAM .~.' ~600 . • / ~~~PS" - ~~~ LINE O~ CLOUD TO THE ~OUTH ._---~~------~~ The Tiger waved me off at 2,500 feet a.s.l. (airfield 500 feet a.s.l.) with Downbarn Market declared for Silver distance, down a light (estimated 5 kts.) west wind. The flight progressed normally, albeit rather slowly, a,nd I concentrated on staying high. Going too fast had been my downfall on two previous attempts and I was in no hurry this time. Some thermals near Market Harborough were worked in company with a 463 and, later, a Ka-6, doing the Bicester Spitalgate O. & R. task. Conditions 'by this time were superb with smooth 4 and 6 kt. thermals and about 418 Co. based at 3,600 feet ;I.s.l. rising rapidly. At 14.30 hrs. I crossed CQrby, heading for Peterborough" but alas; directly on track about five miles east of Corby there was what appeared to be an enor­ ~ous decaying Cu-nim with cloudbase Virtually on the ground, tops at about 7,000 feet, and rags of fracto-cumulus al(;mg its edges. The street that I was usmg disappeared into this ragged grey mass, and it was felt wise to divert south where good C\I were still working. This 'Cu-nim was an evil-looking thing, squatting on the ground like some science fiction monster, and it was disconcerting to find that I was continually being caught up by the cloud mass whenever I stopped to make a climb. It was at this point, desperately trying to claw my way out of this mess, that I lost myself. Descending rapidly under a small local area of overdevelopment, I was down to 1,200 feet a.s.1. (about 1,000 feet above ground) when 1 was saved by a tiny thermal Just as 1 was giving up hope. During the slow climb I located myself over tbe AS just· south of Oundle,which gave me a great fillip, since previous cross-countries have found me lost almos,t the' moment I crossed the airfield boundary, and. staying lost thereafter. 00 reaching' cloudbase, I was in .a position to see that the. Cu-nim formed some sort. of front stretching to the eastern horizon. It was about this time that the possibility of a sea-breeze fmnt occurred to me, since it seemed to fit in with the book descriptions. At the time 3i3

SKYlARK<br />

FURTHER l.INES OF<br />

LAUNCHED 1230 C!;L.OVD OBS~RVED POSSIBLE LINE OF<br />

c:. REARS9Y<br />

TO TH~E NORTH<br />

LRONTAL 'TONGUES'<br />

~;8~~G" /-----=1===-_- ~---::_)<br />

J- :t::=~~OUGH ~BY! - - - - - -...--.-..--<br />

V- OI.Y/t.4PIA .'04001"'OU"lDLf;:<br />

*. LAUNCHEO'JOO J • ~ __ .......... __::><br />

~g~~~~~~ !7 ~-<br />

A AI.:C~NBURY SEABREEZE FRO~T<br />

~<br />

N<br />

FRONT<br />

f~ONriACTED y___ _.__ __<br />

• N.EWMARl'tET __'"<br />

THIS PART OF HIE<br />

FUGHT WA$ CARRIED<br />

OUT IN" STRAtGMT<br />

LINE IN ONE HOUR<br />

,....-- /8<br />

• 'CHE!DBURGH /<br />

J<br />

:::.---- RAF w.t.n, ISHAM<br />

.~.' ~600 .<br />

• / ~~~PS" -<br />

~~~<br />

LINE O~ CLOUD TO THE ~OUTH<br />

._---~~------~~<br />

The Tiger waved me off at 2,500 feet<br />

a.s.l. (airfield 500 feet a.s.l.) with Downbarn<br />

Market declared for Silver distance,<br />

down a light (estimated 5 kts.) west wind.<br />

The flight progressed normally, albeit<br />

rather slowly, a,nd I concentrated on<br />

staying high. Going too fast had been<br />

my downfall on two previous attempts<br />

and I was in no hurry this time. Some<br />

thermals near Market Harborough were<br />

worked in company with a 463 and,<br />

later, a Ka-6, doing the Bicester Spitalgate<br />

O. & R. task. Conditions 'by this<br />

time were superb with smooth 4 and 6<br />

kt. thermals and about 418 Co. based at<br />

3,600 feet ;I.s.l. rising rapidly.<br />

At 14.30 hrs. I crossed CQrby, heading<br />

for Peterborough" but alas; directly on<br />

track about five miles east of Corby<br />

there was what appeared to be an enor­<br />

~ous decaying Cu-nim with cloudbase<br />

Virtually on the ground, tops at about<br />

7,000 feet, and rags of fracto-cumulus<br />

al(;mg its edges. The street that I was<br />

usmg disappeared into this ragged grey<br />

mass, and it was felt wise to divert<br />

south where good C\I were still working.<br />

This 'Cu-nim was an evil-looking thing,<br />

squatting on the ground like some<br />

science fiction monster, and it was disconcerting<br />

to find that I was continually<br />

being caught up by the cloud mass<br />

whenever I stopped to make a climb.<br />

It was at this point, desperately trying<br />

to claw my way out of this mess,<br />

that I lost myself. Descending rapidly<br />

under a small local area of overdevelopment,<br />

I was down to 1,200 feet a.s.1.<br />

(about 1,000 feet above ground) when 1<br />

was saved by a tiny thermal Just as 1<br />

was giving up hope. During the slow<br />

climb I located myself over tbe AS just·<br />

south of Oundle,which gave me a great<br />

fillip, since previous cross-countries have<br />

found me lost almos,t the' moment I<br />

crossed the airfield boundary, and. staying<br />

lost thereafter.<br />

00 reaching' cloudbase, I was in .a<br />

position to see that the. Cu-nim formed<br />

some sort. of front stretching to the<br />

eastern horizon. It was about this time<br />

that the possibility of a sea-breeze fmnt<br />

occurred to me, since it seemed to fit in<br />

with the book descriptions. At the time<br />

3i3

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