Texas Chainsaw massacre confronts the North West Passage
For many years now Jason the Club Safety Co-ordinator and several others have been fruitlessly searching for that elusive pathway between the tall trees to the right of the landing strip when the wind whistles in from the North or North East making landing at Gordano a somewhat tricky experience.
Well last Wednesday the club treasurer and I visited Gordano in a bitingly cold wind trying to coax our IC engines to stay running for a while, strange how they worked perfectly last time out in the autumn.
Up and Away Oh Oh dead stick
Anyway freezing hands consigned my model to the car boot and I extracted the trusty old Rafale with its new winglets and my WOT 4 Foam e for a few Circuits to enthral the three spectators who were by now long past expecting any flying action whatsoever.
A smooth take off into the arctic blast and all was well as the models whizzed downwind like jet propelled dervishes and painfully struggled back upwind at full throttle for a minute or two until they could be turned downwind and let rip to do their stuff all over again.
The new winglets doing fine A nice low pass
Now, all would have been OK if one of the spectators had not brought his camera, he was experiencing great difficulty in photographing the blur on the downwind leg and complained that on the upwind leg the WOT 4 was not showing up very well against the sky and could I please fly lower with the trees on the right as a background for his snaps.
I did it once, turning perfectly my side of the trees and at full throttle did a low pass into the wind across the flight line at a snail's pace for him, I climbed away and WHOOOOOSH downwind I went and at the predetermined point turned for another low pass, and....and....landed perfectly upright in the top of the tallest tree that obscures the Northwest Passage.
OOPS, Houston we have a problem The top of the tallest tree
Much amusement was demonstrated by the three spectators and not least by the Club treasurer, who seems to take an unhealthy delight in any misfortune that should fall upon the Secretary's head from time to time, he should have been born an Elephant, as he remembers things that happened to me when I wore short trousers.
So off we went to survey the hopeless situation of a 15 metre high tree with a WOT 4 firmly enmeshed in its upper canopy and the bare bones and rotting carcass of previous attempts clearly visible.
Now I cannot remember who first mentioned the chainsaw that we have on site but off scurried the Treasurer and 5 minutes later returned with a high revving, smoke emitting weapon of mass destruction and a maniacal gleam in his eyes.He got to work and soon one Alder bit the dust, then another and another and.....and....
Timber and I get my plane back
However 9 "unsafe" tall Alder trees have been mercilessly hacked off at the ankles, there is some daylight through to the Drove and the treasurer's blood lust appears sated...... That is until the next member unsuccessfully attempts the North West Passage, and happens to hear the cough of a Chainsaw coming from somewhere behind him.