Jan 14, 2012, 09:10 AM
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Joined Jan 2008
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I also recall the first time I ever attended a big contest. All day, watching the big gliders get winched aloft, coming down to the landing tapes. Then in the evening there was an impromptu hand launch contest. This was in the days when DLG was just a gleam in the eyes of a few, bold experimentalists. The air was really still, the sun very low in the west.
About twenty guys flew. The first few rounds were designed to thin the field and were the original all-up-last-down: no timing, the first three airplanes down had to leave the field.
About the third round, Joe Wurtz had figured the field out. He put up a three-minute flight, and never circled once. But, he'd coast along over the line of parked cars - that was good for about fifty yards of no loss. Then along the line of barbeque grills - another thirty yards of no loss. And so forth, all over the field. We were all on our feet at the end, yelling and cheering.
Yours, Greg
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