A breezy day on Breezy Hill (The Video!)

From the Flyers' Facebook Page
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Sunday Morning--
After a wild party over in Illinois with my wonderful niece's family, I'm moving mighty slow this morning, but am knocking down Folgers with the intent of jump-starting my old self, and heading to Breezy Hill for some roundy-rounds.
My day is moving like cold molasses, so it's gonna be mid-afternoon (my most-hated time of day) before I can get there.  Any Flyers that care to deal with my crankyness, please come out.

Also, somebody please help me remember to update my emergency info in our Emergency Info Book...just another detail that seems to be growing in importance as my years crank by...
"Oh Lord, It's Eleven A.M. Already Kim"
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And Then:
"Sunday Flying on breezy Breezy Hill"

Got to Breezy Hill around 1:00 or something like it, with building southerly winds breaking across the field.
I figured the choppy wind would have a fatal affect on Big Bunny, so she stayed in the van.

I'd just made up a set of .012 x 60' cables for the Shark, so it got hauled out, stooged up, and hooked up.  We got in three flights (me and the Shark) before Billy showed up with a couple of his beautiful rubberband models for static observation.  I got a good video of his talking about them, and will try to post it (the Geek Squad at Best Buy still have my main computer and the editing program I like).

We were also honored with a fairly low fly-by of our National Symbol, who seemed to have a quickly fading interest in me and Billy.

My last flight of the day (and the reason it was the last flight) saw the Shark very nearly play lawn dart.  On the outside/backside of a horizontal 8, the Shark's Enya .19 suddenly quit, with the wind blowing the plane over the top of the circle, and it's limp cables trailing uselessly behind.

The cables snapped tight low on the downwind side of the circle, with the Shark in an inverted dive that gave me no option but to recover inverted and hope that landing on it's back wouldn't snap off the needle valve in the old Enya.  Luckily, there was even speed enough for a slight flair as the Shark slid into the turf upside-down, with no damage.
The old profile was given a loving wipe-down, and safely parked in it's rack.

After all this excitement, President Ronnie, Lloyd, and Patrick showed up, with Patrick taking the crop circle to fly his 1/2A Sig Skyray.

Patrick got in several good flights while the rest of us visited, so it was a pretty good day.















https://youtu.be/YIadELFxxzA