It was Friday of a regional at Sugarbush,Vt. in 1973. There were no contest days yet. In those days, Saturday and Sunday could be used to make a contest. The day looked bleak and some pilots were starting to leave. All of a sudden, a lennie appeared right over the airport. I climbed to 15,00 ft. That was the end of the lift for the day. I glided 113 miles close to the coast. It was a contest day. The next two days were good and we had a contest. Thanks lennie!

Blll Feldbaumer 09