That's right, gliding is done for yet another season. The weather didn't cooperate at ALL this season, however hopefully our luck will change in the new year with the possible move to a new airfield.
The weekend started off with rain, and ended with... a little bit of excitement...to say the least.
The public forecast for Saturday said rain in the morning and sun in the afternoon. The majority of my 2 hour drive to Vulcan, I could see the stars. The last 30 mins or so, it socked in and before I knew it, I was driving into rain. Not very good luck.... Well, the squadron came with 45 first years, and while they were there, it began to snow. Needless to say we didn't bother inspecting the equipment... So we sat in the terminal and briefed them on everything and anything. I kept referencing the public and its barbecue predicting abilities...but for whichever reason, no one wanted to listen to me! Haha I think they thought that I was joking... so the squadron returned home, and we went for lunch, and when we walked out, there was not a cloud nor a raindrop in the sky!...Okay, maybe that's a little bit of an exaggeration, but we definitely could have gotten some productive flying done.
So we made plans to move equipment the next day, and that meant that I was going to Calgary for the night. So I hung out with Matt, had a GREAT pizza at some local pub while watching the hockey game and then returned to his place, only to fall asleep imidiately. Too bad the sleep I received was HARDLY enough to prepare me for the following day....
The plan was to drive to Vulcan, someone would drive the winch to Netook, Greg would get in a tow plane and come back for the glider. Sounds easy eh? Not so much. Why? Well, Greg is the only one with a trailer endorsement on his 404. So while he drove 2 hours to Netook, we were going to wait in Vulcan. Wrench #2 was that Greg's xcountry rating was waved in September, until the next available opportunity....Yep, you guessed it, that was magically made to happen on Sunday. Wrench #3, APPARENTLY it's a rule in this region that for transits greater than 1 hour in duration, there has to be two glider pilots.....And, last but not least, wrench #4 was that cadets, although possessing a provincial drivers licences, cannot drive a league vehicle on the highway, only on the airfield. (This didn't come to light until we all met at the airport at 8am Sunday morning.....) So, I got on the phone and woke Matt up! SO- Chris: Chase, Greg:winch and tow, Matt: the burb, Me: glider, Cadet: glider. Other cadet that showed up to drive the burb- we sent her back to Netook.
So we drove to Vulcan, waited until Greg drove to Netook, did his xcountry check out, then flew to back. Well, what happens when he shut down to brief us? He pulled the mixture right out of the firewall!! This is BY FAR an " Oh my dear Lord" moment. It's like that country song says " Did I shave my legs for this?"...I just spent alllllllll day waiting for this ONE MOMENT, and the mixture decides it wants to detach itself?! MY GOD! Thank God Greg is an AME, that's all I can say! So we got that sorted out and FINALLY got in the air at 3:20pm. Got a few cool pictures- 3 thousand feet over the prairies is a pretty cool sight! When we got to Netook, Greg gave us another 2 grand- only to have the Netook crew telling us to expedite our landing! WELL NOW, Why on earth would I waste FIVE GRAND and a perfectly good training opportunity with a cadet that needs it, just because a few guys want to go home? So we spun and spiralled that thing until we had no more altitude left to do them and then we moved on to something else. 'Aint nobody going to rain on this girl's parade!
So that was that, and then it was time to drive 4 hours back to Medicine Hat. It wasn't so bad at first, I just sat a little straighter, turned up the music a little louder, the the ac a little colder...but then that all started to have no effect, and my eyes got soooo heavy all of a sudden .... before I knew it I was driving into the other lane or crossing over the rumble strips...it was scary. So I pulled over at a gas station and turned the heater on with the intention of turning my car off when it got warm enough. Yeah, that didnt happen....I fell asleep almost as soon as I came to a stop. I woke up about 20 mins later TERRIFIED! It was one of those " where am I" moments....I didn't remember pulling into the gas station, and because I had parked pretty close to a guard rail, when I woke up and saw that, I thought I had come to a stop near it, or hit it and thats why I woke up! Car, still running, heat, still cranked. TERRIFIED. So after that little bit of adrenaline in my system, I put the window down and tunes up again and made for Medicine Hat again. I made it home at 11:45pm....exhausted.
Glad I don't have to do that drive again for a few weeks! Anyway, here are a couple of pictures from the weekend.


