Tuesday, November 05, 2013
Sincerest apologies to anyone familiar with the original poem. It happens to be my favorite, and I am always reminded of the first few lines after a good day thermaling. I'm sure Yeats is turning and turning in his grave at my presumption!
Clouds were not high yesterday, maybe 2,400 feet or so, but the breeze was light and the thermals were simply magnificent. Not super strong, but fat and sweet and cohesive.
Eleven pilots came out to Kahana, most flew, and four rode thermals and flew up and down the foothills from Kahana to Kualoa to Malaekahana, with some of us covering close to twenty miles of distance between those points. A perfect day for spinning up to cloud base over our back yards.
The best thermal of the day was the one Mad Dog and I caught about a thousand feet over the middle of Kahana bay, on our way back from Kualoa. That unlikely updraft carried me to 2,800 feet above Puu Piei, to reach the pinnacle of the day's flight, high above the surrounding cloud banks.
Here's to more great days flying laps like that! Thanks to Duck for landing early and mounting a retrieve mission, not to mention buying cold bitter refreshments for everyone.
I shot some video and hope to put something together soon - it was a gorgeous day and the video almost does it justice.
Posted by Alex at 2:44 PM