How About Story Time

On Monday, April 20, 2020 at 4:05:39 PM UTC-4, Waveguru wrote:
The nice thing about a condom and leg bag on the floor is that you hook it up ahead of time and so when it comes time to pee, there is nothing to fiddle with.

Boggs

So back on story track.
Some years ago we were flying in the Club Class WGC at Musbach in Germany.
It was not so nice a day, still raining, when Christian told us to grid for a 5:00 launch.
Days last late in the summer we're told.
Off we go, flying across to the Alb where we go by the entire German Open Class nationals field sitting in lawn chairs to watch the show. This was easy because we were at their height. Gradually reality happened and we all landed out not very far from each other.
I called Dianne and told her I was in Geisingen and pick me up near the church.
We got together just fine and had the Hornet in the box in quick time just as the sun was setting, now about 8:30 or so.
Pulling out of the field I mentioned to our other crew (the glider owner, Benno) that the trailer did not look right. Sure enough, we had a broken torsion bar on the axle. We're 120k from home and need to be ready to fly the next day.
Benno then called our friend Helge, who happened to be with the open guys at Klippeneck. Helge said he would see what he could do. Less than 30 minute later Helge said he had found a guy with Hornet who told him to go to his shop, put his glider in the shop, and take the trailer. Bring it back when you are done.
At a little after 10:30 we had moved out Hornet into the borrowed trailer and headed back to base. We flew the next day, 400k or so.
While I was flying, Benno got to find a new axle and fit it to his trailer.
It's amazing the generosity we see in our soaring family.
UH

On Mon, 20 Apr 2020 16:02:36 -0700, unclhank wrote:

On Monday, April 20, 2020 at 4:05:39 PM UTC-4, Waveguru wrote:
The nice thing about a condom and leg bag on the floor is that you hook
it up ahead of time and so when it comes time to pee, there is nothing
to fiddle with.

Boggs

So back on story track.
Some years ago we were flying in the Club Class WGC at Musbach in
Germany.
It was not so nice a day, still raining, when Christian told us to grid
for a 5:00 launch.
Days last late in the summer we're told.
Off we go, flying across to the Alb where we go by the entire German
Open Class nationals field sitting in lawn chairs to watch the show.
This was easy because we were at their height. Gradually reality
happened and we all landed out not very far from each other.
I called Dianne and told her I was in Geisingen and pick me up near the
church.
We got together just fine and had the Hornet in the box in quick time
just as the sun was setting, now about 8:30 or so.
Pulling out of the field I mentioned to our other crew (the glider
owner, Benno) that the trailer did not look right. Sure enough, we had a
broken torsion bar on the axle. We're 120k from home and need to be
ready to fly the next day.
Benno then called our friend Helge, who happened to be with the open
guys at Klippeneck. Helge said he would see what he could do. Less than
30 minute later Helge said he had found a guy with Hornet who told him
to go to his shop, put his glider in the shop, and take the trailer.
Bring it back when you are done.
At a little after 10:30 we had moved out Hornet into the borrowed
trailer and headed back to base. We flew the next day, 400k or so.
While I was flying, Benno got to find a new axle and fit it to his
trailer.
It's amazing the generosity we see in our soaring family.
UH

Nice story!

IME the same happens on a lot of individual, and especially aviation-
related sports. Not fill-size flying, but my mind creeps back to the
early 90s, when the French Free Flight event at Poitou used to be huge,
with 130-135 entrants in F1A being the norm. Come flyoff time, there were
a large number of people with full scores, whittled down to two of us
Brits in the first few flyoffs. We were travelling together fore the
trip. I n the last two flyoff rounds just the two of us were left. In
both, we found good air, launched and then jumped into the same car to
head off downwind to get the toys back. Mike Fantham (WC in 1993),
finally got the best air and maxed. I didn't find such good air and
dropped the flight for second. That was one of the most enjoyable events
I've flown.


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