Driving from Orito, heading for Peña Rubia, waiting, watching flags, looking for smoke. Taking foto's, chatting. Aiming back for the coast, checking Orito.
We walked up to our brandnew take off at Orito. Wanting to open up this site for next spring, I have to fly it several times, in different conditions to see if it will be suitable to really call it a site.
First we explored (again) the rough terrain down below to find a good landing spot suitable for everybody. Hm, not so easy. But we were gonna try the field in front of the old 'tower'.
So off we went, hardly any wind, just enough to pull your glider out of the nasty bushes still there at take off. No knots, no branches, turn around and go over the ridge. Smooth ride, winds a bit weird, south or west, dodgy feeling. Landing quite fast coming in. And another sharp turn, and another one. Skimming the lower pine trees trying to land behind them, on that before explored spot. Oops just overshot by 15 meters. No wind, had to do a Ben Johnson on dope not to fall over. Behind my shoulder, merry screams by Darren, also airborne.
But soon after a scream like holy shit ! Air got catabatic, slowed glider down too much, and pilot floated like a leave, bang luckily right on a bush. No damage done. And luckily it was a Skywalk Tequila, with flaps, no spin at all, just a float down from 15 m above ground.
Everything ok, just a scare and a reminder never ever to make mistakes. Especially not on unknown grounds.
Not done yet. Jan managed to reverse his car, that close to a ravine. Another stamp backwards and he would have rolled down the hill.
Another guardian angel with us. And all this on the camino de Santiago de Compostella en Orito. Lit a candle ? No. We had a beer.
Spending a day out with the friends on the hill, and if felt great.
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