From airport readings, looks like the Cliffs was the place to be in the afternoon.
Earlier, I was such a Lemming, I amused myself, and it spurred some memories on the beautiful way home.
Morning overcast and north streeted skies cleared throughout late morning. Birds were soaring the cross and JK and I spotted a corn husk blow up over and it came right into launch, but LZ and launch were predominantly cross. We decided we weren't going to fly, but just as the others were ready, the wind gods smiled and it was coming in great.
They got right up immediately, so I started setting up quick with Julie helping. Close to ready, they sank out so I tore down...lol, knowing I got suckered into it.
So it reminded me of an early day at Dan's Hill. I was up and coming, and Scott Jewl was someone who amazed me. It was a questable day, and he decided to bag it. I did likewise. He changed his mind, so did I. Then he changed his mind again just to see if I'd follow suit. He had me. Another day at Dan's, perhaps this time of year, after retrieving vehicles, I found that Scott had stuffed my harness full of corn husks....what a prankster!
Before cell phones and internet, we called a pilots hotline answering machine after listening to the NOAA weather radio loop over and over again. Hand held ham radios were how we communicated and for xc retrieval. It was fun to talk on the way to the hill, or get condition reports. Headed to Dan's one fine day I called on the radio to see who all was there and whatnot. Scott broke in reporting something like 4 grand over Round Top, a few miles from launch. I drove like a madman to get there, only to have Scott greet me in the driveway setup area on the radio with that big grin.
Lots of great memories.
Julie told me of someone in the Hyner Club who looked up to me, but there are so many special people I've admired over the years. What a group of friends.