WIND LINES

   Online newsletter of the Hawaii Paragliding Association

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Eye'm Back!

After a very long hiatus, by my standards anyway, I was granted medical clearance, now with two eyes
I was ready to get back in the saddle. I had to work till noon and then a 3pm rug rat pick up dropped my way. Well, I guess there is always tomorrow. But on the way back to the house, I looked up at the range, it was clearing. Suddenly the truck went from 15mph to 40mph with the horn beeping at the little school kids to get out the way. Two skipped red lights, a two wheeled turn and I was flying by the driveway kicking Kalei and Mochi to the curb.

Monday, September 15, 2014

Congratulations, Dave and Kim!

Dave and Kim have been best friends for over 25 years. They have stayed in touch for all that time, and last night they made their permanent bond at the Koolau Ballroom. There were pictures at the sign-in table: one from when they met and one from the present. But everyone commented that they look the same! They met as flight attendants many moons ago, and Kim is still with Continental/United, residing until recently in Florida, I think. Dave left the Chelan PG Nationals partway through to help her move to Hawaii. She's a keeper because she actually told him to stay and finish. But Dave left to help her anyway, so clearly she means a bunch more to him than the top finish at the Nationals for which he was destined.

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Doubting Thomas

Who would ever stick someone with the name Thomas, aka Tom? The name should be removed from the baby book of names, as it has developed several negative connotations through the centuries. I am sure anyone with this saintly name has been teased by one or more of these renditions of Tom. I know I have. Today, while passing the Chalice of Debriefing around the LZ, I was reminded of the founder of the disenfranchised name, Apostle Thomas. May this story be a heads up to all future parents: put some thought into the name please.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Wakeup Calls

We could all use an occasional reminder of our incredible privilege and good fortune, as we pursue our unique pastime here in this place. It's easy to take what we experience for granted, especially during periods of perfect flying weather like the one we're in now. So in the middle of yesterday's otherwise dreamy flight, Thom and I each experienced brief nightmare scenarios to wake us up and remind us how lucky we are!

Tuesday, September 09, 2014

Olomana Ping Pong

Ping pong flights are what a few of us are resorting to these days. We ping a particular starting point, say, the Makapuu lighthouse, then we'll pong as far north as we dare go, which today was Olomana. Then back to the lighthouse, then back to Olomana, and then one last pong back to the lighthouse. Yup, just like a ping pong ball. It may sound monotonous, and frankly, when doing it alone it is, but when you're gaggled with a group, it's very interesting to see the different routes each takes on that given day in varying conditions. I am not trying to justify flying laps, although it has cut down on retrieves by sending folks back to the LZ. Monday was one of those learning flights.

Thermal Heaven

When thermals die, I think they must go to Kahana. Because on some days the thermals there can just be so damn heavenly. If you can say damn heavenly. Anyway, Monday was that kind of day. Woody and I sampled angelic columns of rising air at Kahana, Kaaawa, Kualoa, and Punaluu, as Woody tagged along for his first chronic loop, in his first real cross country wing.

Good Company

Sunday’s super light easterly conditions and high cloud base only tempted a small hard core group of us to Kahana. Getting up and going somewhere from Kahana in those conditions is always a challenge, but any challenge is more fun with good company. I hiked up with Scrappy, Duck, Gaza and Hendrick, with high hopes of heading east. Far east.

Sunday, September 07, 2014

Come, Mister Tala Man

Come Mister Tala Man, tally up some points, night time come and we gotta go land! Sorry, the song got stuck in my head yesterday after watching Ike in his new Tala racing up and down the Koolaus. What a day of fun, and it lasted into the night. Gosh, we monkeys do have a blast. Makapu'u was definitely the right call for our Saturday flying, even though cloud base was a little lower than we like, well at least most of us. Read on for a quick recap of the flying and excitement from yesterday's gaggles.

Thursday, September 04, 2014

Rippers and Boomers

Massive booming towers of cumulus were fed by ripping strong thermals today at Kahana. Light northeasterly conditions generated barely enough ridge lift to stay above ridge height, but hooking into one of those spirited rippers promised a quick ride to the base of the boomers forming above. If not higher!

Laborious Labor Day Flying at the Crater

It's been a while since I wrote anything for the flying rag. While I don't seem to have the punctuality Alex has, I figure better late than never. I do manage to squeeze a few flights in here and there, but I barely seem to get an acknowledgement in the chat box, with my occasional tandems and quick flights on the F-Gravity. I did get a concerned phone call the other day, after I took off between squalls and didn't show up at the landing zone before it was in the middle of a torrential downpour. I had fled the scene to land at a campsite in Waimanalo. And last month I got a nice flight in at Nova’s stomping ground, Muscle Rock.