Evening ride, mostly relaxing in HR zone 2 with a few max efforts sprinkled in.
Taking a photo after sprinting up a short climb (300m at about 6% gradient)
Evening ride, mostly relaxing in HR zone 2 with a few max efforts sprinkled in.
Taking a photo after sprinting up a short climb (300m at about 6% gradient)
In my ultimate bouts of delusion I think I’m an astronaut. New York to Zürich September 21.
Every time I fly out west I see the old dry lake beds that the X-15s used to land on and I imagine shutting off my engines and gliding down to land on them. They had the coolest jobs. Ridiculously dangerous. But cool.
I think flying at the edge of space (X-15, U2, SR-71, Virgin) is the ultimate aerial challenge. Spaceflight is childishly simple for the operator. There’s no turbulence, instability, flight envelope, or flutter and no real airmanship required. The difficult work is done at the engineering and control room levels. But the rare men and rarer women who take planes to the very limit of atmospheric support are giants.
She had to rework those top two rows over and over before she finally got all of them to fit together correctly.
I tried to help but my eyes crossed after less than 30 minutes.
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Funny you should say that. Quite some time ago I picked this up and I quickly realised that all an astronaut had to do was flick the right switch at the right time… Until I was reminded of Apollo 13.
Even when everything goes to plan you would need cast iron cojones to do that job.
I had a good flight this evening - KONT - KEDC… we had quite a light show as we flew past the Midland Texas area. That cell was very active!
I almost forgot, while waiting for our passenger this evening, I was treated to seeing FiFi join the pattern and land.
Quite a spectacle!
You were at Ontario airport in California?
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Being able to watch a B-29 on finals from that vantage point must make it all worthwhile, but if you ever get tired of being a pilot, I reckon you could make a tidy salary from photography.
Yes, just for a few hours.
It’s probably a good thing that flying just doesn’t get old for me. I don’t know one end from the other on a ‘proper’ camera.
It’s always cool when a solitary cell like that starts lighting up. Great pics…!
The work towards re-finding myself continues. Picked up this little Pescador kayak from Facebook Marketplace (FB Marketplace is amazing if I’m to be honest…so many deals from people that didn’t like hobbies they thought they’d like…haha…). Last year, during the separation I sold all my water stuff…kayaks…windsurfers. This one is only 10’ long…not really comparable to the Wilderness Systems Thresher 155 that was almost 6’ longer…but I swear, that Thresher was probably 80+ pounds and I struggled to get it on and off of the roof of the vehicle…even with a T-bar attachment. So this one is only 57 lbs…I hefted it straight up onto the roof rack with no issues. Much better. I know it is a bit small…but keep in mind I used to fish out of a Wilderness Systems Kaos…which was actually a wave surfing kayak which was also 10’ long but not nearly the volume.
My garage is a wreck of watersports gear now… I ordered a four-tiered rack today so I can get it all stacked up and start clearing out boxes. Time to unload a lot of crap.
I’m ready to get down to visit @jross so he can show me his secret spots…
Leave it to me to go to Home Depot to get six bags of Quikcrete concrete mix but instead of that I first load my cart with six bags of Quikcrete Mortar mix.
Two things saved me from getting them all the way home before I noticed my error. I saw it was Mortar mix, after I loaded the cart…, and I had printed out the description with an image of the product.
I don’t pour concrete all that often and the packages were fairly similar in color and both weighed sixty pounds. The 90 pound bags are just too heavy for me these days.
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Just add some fine gravel to the mortar and it is concrete.