LEG 20: Córdoba Airport, Córdoba, Andalusia, Spain (LEBA) TO Madrid–Cuatro Vientos Airport, Madrid, Spain (LECU).
Heading off on a long trip tomorrow, so here’s a couple of quick ones!
Next leg, 169NM from Córdoba to Madrid.
Still trying to knock out the non-IFR friendly aircraft in anticipation of foul weather ahead.
So it’s time for the Extra 330LT. At least I’ll get to where I’m going quickly!
Whoo Hoo! A little squirrelly on the pavement. I took my time getting her up off the runway.
First things first. A little sightseeing was in order as I took in the Mezquita-Catedral de Córdoba and the accompanying Roman Bridge. Spectacular!
With that done, I was on my way.
Of course, it’s important to remember to have fun…
The Spanish terrain is broad and sweeping. Very dramatic! Here I approach the Sierra Madrona mountain range.
I don’t know much about the geology of the area. But the mountains feel old. Worn.
There’s something grand but melancholic about them. A bit Quixotic, which is appropriate, I suppose.
Pretty soon old man mountain is behind me…and I’m back into the flats.
But time for one more pitstop before Madrid; the Alcazar of Toledo and the Puente De San Martin in the foreground.
With the few skyscrapers of the Cuatro Torre Business Area in the distance I made out Cuatro Vientos, my destination for this leg.
Since it’s vaguely criminal to fly an Extra for this long straight and level…
Beautiful paint job!
I’m not going to say that I unintentionally hammerhead stalled it at the top of the pitchup.
I’m just going to say that I rapidly reoriented my velocity vector in the downward direction after a brief transit through the zero airspeed regime.
Which set me up for a descending spiral to the runway.
At least I didn’t drop it in this time.
OK, I’m beginning to develop a complex with all these firetrucks following me around!
Wait a second, this thing has a front seat?
I just thought that there was a lot of leg room!
LEG 21: Madrid–Cuatro Vientos Airport, Madrid, Spain (LECU) TO Biarritz Pays Basque Airport, Biarritz, France (LFBZ).
The second leg today completes my transit of Spain to the city of Bayonne on the Bay of Biscay. 211NM.
Hopefully, it does not share the reputation of its sister city in New Jersey, whereupon it is said that,
“If it smells like Bayonne…you leave it alone!”
In the bullpen for today is an airplane that I have hitherto been avoiding (unfairly as it would happen), the Pipstrel Virus SW 121.
Maybe it was the name.
Or maybe it’s the fact that it sort of looks like an egg.
“It’s an egg. Hold it like an egg!”
But, this little egg is a humdinger!
And check out this cockpit. Got some serious OV-10 vibes!
Here climbing out over the Royal Palace.
By the time the Sun was up over the horizon, I was well into my climb to top the Sierra de Guadarrama Mountains at about 7500ft.
Once up at altitude I engaged the autopilot (yes, this thing has an autopilot), settled back, and enjoyed the beautiful trip across the expansive Iberian countryside. At 140 true no less!
I made one more detour for a selfie…the Hotel Marques de Riscal.
Well, that’s easily either the best custom, or the worst photogrammetry, building I’ve ever seen!
Turns out, it was the former!
One last ridgeline to cross over the Iberian Mountain System and I spy the Gulf of Vizcaya.
Almost there!
And there she is. I’m high, because of course I am…
But the Pipstrel comes down quite nicely.
Again, little high on the flare.
But, I manage to salvage the landing. Not by much by the looks of that tail skid clearance!
And that’s it for this leg.
Four legs left, by my counting. Still just over 2100NM to go. Looks like I have a few long legs ahead of me…and not the good kind!