Centennial Field Chronicle
Yesterday was just fantastic out at the good old Centennial Field. The winds were cooperative for powered flight, the runway is in great shape, and my landings were unusually smooth (really, I had a witness). John Hicks joined me for some sailplane flight. Thermal activity at the field of late has been killer, and I am just going to have to put some spoilers on the Aspire. I was so high at one point that it got hard to tell exactly what the plane was doing, other than getting smaller. I had a red-tailed hawk with me again at altitude. I fed in a bunch of down trim and it was clear that I was still going up. I had to push the right stick forward, and at that distance I couldn't tell if I was pushing the plane too hard. Until I was pretty close to the field and maybe 300 to 400 feet high, I was having to work to get the sailplane back down. And the landing was basically a no airspeed, smooth, no slide, affair. I had not timed the flight, but my neck was appropriately sore. I will
take the folding recliner next week. To top it off, at around 2 the wind picked up a bit and allowed John to take his Bee up on the slope just east of the field, and get in some slope flying. Powered flight, thermal flight, and slope flight all in one day at our flying field. The wildflowers are blooming, it was quiet, and the company was good. Man but we're lucky.
Thermals---I need thermals!