Whew! Took a while to compile all of these photos.
Business trip took me to Pueblo last week, so I stopped by the Royal Gorge and snapped off a few photos.
This was, without doubt, the most insane flight I have ever had. This was the FIRST AP sortie I flew after recovering my plane from swamp land.
Winds were just stupid. Had to be gusting over 35mph and higher, then it would calm to ~ 5-10mph
I just could not fly at the bridge that spans the gorge, as the winds were pretty constant at over 25mph.
I drove back up the road a ways and found some picnic areas that overlooked the canyon, and the winds seemed better, almost calm at times.
SO, being that I just HAD to try some AP, I saddled her up.
(disclaimer: I do NOT recommend you fly when conditions are this bad, I must have a screw loose)
Since I was in an area completely devoid of people and cars, I figured I could just crash in the sage brush if I had to, as long as I didn't crash down in the canyon...
I launched over the ground so I could get some altitude before going over the edge of the 1,000 foot deep gorge, but the winds made climbing very difficult. A gust turned the SS 180° into a sick sort of Slow Stick knife edge I couldn't turn out of, and the next thing I knew, I over the ege and in the gorge. Nice thing was, NO WIND in there. Flying was instantly very easy, so I tooled around a while and snapped a couple of shots, sort of wondering how I was going to get back above the rim and land...
When I brought the SS toward me, about 50' below the rim, a wind gust hurled the SS toward the canyon wall below me. I knew it was gonna hit the wall unless I hit full power and hoped I could power out of it.
I guess my experience in flying in canyons must have paid off, because I just instinctively knew this maneuver would likely end up with the SS hitting the wall anyway, with the prop at full throttle. A busted prop with a 1000 foot deep canyon. Not good. Recovery was 100% impossible.
So, I cut the power and just let the SS bang up against the wall (top of the wing) and drift back off. I floated down another 100', got well away from the wall, and powered the heck out of there.
Landing was a non-event, as I was able to pretty much hover it down with a nice steady 10mph wind.
Sheesh! That was not fun. Who am I kidding? Yes it was!
Here's a couple of shots I got, most did not come out good due to bad light and poor composition.