Obs cop
4th Nov 2005, 14:49
Today was a delight of a flight. Was the weather nice? - not really. The aircraft pristine? - functional but plain. So what was so good about today then?
Having planned a solo cross country from Tatenhill to Wellesbourne, the weather was a bit crud to say the least. So I decided that the 15 to 20 kt winds with low level turbulence 1000' agl cloud base, rain showers and moderate visibility was more than ample to shoot a few circuits and then mosey of to a nearby grass strip for a bit of short field practice.
The wind was howling round the field, my feet got wet from the grass, my hands cold from the wind and rain shower, but having checked the aircraft I was happy. Off into the circuit as the only one getting airbourne, a few lumps and bumps throwing the plane around and making it a bit of a handful. A nice tight circuit due to the visibility being quite poor in the aftermath of a shower with not another soul to share it. A few short field landings and take offs to practice my skills then off to the South East. Scud running just beneath the base of the cloud at about 1200' agl, practicing visual nav in a basic aircraft with 10 degrees max drift and a quartermil chart to hand.
Next job was to pinpoint a 500m grass strip inamongst the fields, successsfully completed after about 2 or 3 minutes with the Mk 1 eyeball. Position for an approach to 26 for a touch and go with full flaps, struggling to nail 63 kts for the approach. The short wet grass field will give my warrior no room for error so none of this rubbish about adding 5 knots for this that and the other. The last thing I want here is excess speed so fighting it all the way down finals, I nail 63 and aim to miss the hedge at the threshold by a matter of inches with my wheels. Previous practice reminds me that invariably I am slightly higher than I feel, but by heck that hedge is close now. I don't want a long float so a positive set down, dump the flap and full power to go for a touch and go. Now I am staring at the far end, balancing the yoke. Keeping the weight off the nose wheel, but not wanting to actually rotate early and put the aircraft wrong side of the drag curve. About 30m left as we get airbourne again at exactly 65 kts. My heart is now pumping like crazy, I feel full of adrenaline and decide I'll do one more for practice, but no more to avoid upsetting locals.
Second time round, a better approach, bang on 63 kts again, flare over the hedge, solidly onto the grass then a quicker, more rehearsed drill and we are away at the other end again.
Weather's pants still with loads of choppiness down low. Not another soul in the same patch of sky as me, refresh myself with tracking back to the Lichfield NDB before returning to land.
I only have 100 hours and so could never class myself as experienced. But for all those folks who have their ticket to learn, grab your PPL by the scruff of it's dirty brown pvc wallet and get up there. I had a whale of a time today, remembered just why I like flying and pushed my personal envelope just that little bit more. For me each flight can be a mini adventure and so with PPL and IMCR in hand I am keen to learn but ultimately also looking to safely and carefully develop my skills.
For all whose PPL never gets out of the local area, please, please venture out and diversify your skills. After all a PPL is a licence to learn.
Having planned a solo cross country from Tatenhill to Wellesbourne, the weather was a bit crud to say the least. So I decided that the 15 to 20 kt winds with low level turbulence 1000' agl cloud base, rain showers and moderate visibility was more than ample to shoot a few circuits and then mosey of to a nearby grass strip for a bit of short field practice.
The wind was howling round the field, my feet got wet from the grass, my hands cold from the wind and rain shower, but having checked the aircraft I was happy. Off into the circuit as the only one getting airbourne, a few lumps and bumps throwing the plane around and making it a bit of a handful. A nice tight circuit due to the visibility being quite poor in the aftermath of a shower with not another soul to share it. A few short field landings and take offs to practice my skills then off to the South East. Scud running just beneath the base of the cloud at about 1200' agl, practicing visual nav in a basic aircraft with 10 degrees max drift and a quartermil chart to hand.
Next job was to pinpoint a 500m grass strip inamongst the fields, successsfully completed after about 2 or 3 minutes with the Mk 1 eyeball. Position for an approach to 26 for a touch and go with full flaps, struggling to nail 63 kts for the approach. The short wet grass field will give my warrior no room for error so none of this rubbish about adding 5 knots for this that and the other. The last thing I want here is excess speed so fighting it all the way down finals, I nail 63 and aim to miss the hedge at the threshold by a matter of inches with my wheels. Previous practice reminds me that invariably I am slightly higher than I feel, but by heck that hedge is close now. I don't want a long float so a positive set down, dump the flap and full power to go for a touch and go. Now I am staring at the far end, balancing the yoke. Keeping the weight off the nose wheel, but not wanting to actually rotate early and put the aircraft wrong side of the drag curve. About 30m left as we get airbourne again at exactly 65 kts. My heart is now pumping like crazy, I feel full of adrenaline and decide I'll do one more for practice, but no more to avoid upsetting locals.
Second time round, a better approach, bang on 63 kts again, flare over the hedge, solidly onto the grass then a quicker, more rehearsed drill and we are away at the other end again.
Weather's pants still with loads of choppiness down low. Not another soul in the same patch of sky as me, refresh myself with tracking back to the Lichfield NDB before returning to land.
I only have 100 hours and so could never class myself as experienced. But for all those folks who have their ticket to learn, grab your PPL by the scruff of it's dirty brown pvc wallet and get up there. I had a whale of a time today, remembered just why I like flying and pushed my personal envelope just that little bit more. For me each flight can be a mini adventure and so with PPL and IMCR in hand I am keen to learn but ultimately also looking to safely and carefully develop my skills.
For all whose PPL never gets out of the local area, please, please venture out and diversify your skills. After all a PPL is a licence to learn.