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Turnpoint Flight on a Paraglider
Ozone Delta 4
26th June 2024
4hrs 16mins
Golden Ball
51.37280, -1.82048
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52.17618, -1.74098
52.20742, -1.79065
52.19787, -1.75687
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Height   -   GPS data
Maximum Height
5138 ft
Lowest Save
958 ft
Takeoff Height
860 ft
Landing Height
144 ft
Total Ascent 30072 ft
Height Gain
Above Takeoff 4278 ft
Maximum 4281 ft
Low Point
856 ft
High Point
as Maximum Height
5138 ft
Climb   -   Pressure data
Maximum Climb
4.5 m/s
Minimum Climb
-4.0 m/s
Maximum Speed
77.4 km/h
Average Speed
around course
23.7 km/h
Average Speed
over track length
36.9 km/h
Flight Duration 4hrs 18mins
Track Points 7740
Recording Interval 2 secs
Statistics Interval 4 secs
Track Length 159.0 km
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Type Indy Flyer
Model Xc Guide
Firmware 1.574

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Tuesday evening, and feeling the pull of the sky, witnessing "pancake" clouds and aerial frolics of swifts from a hammock. I could free Wednesday up. But where to? The forecast, light, light wind across most of Southern England. I check in with Ludek, he's usually got the answer. Late night conflab, Golden Ball, Martinsell, Malverns excluded for one reason or another, the best we come up with is a two hour early window at Sharpenhoe. Climb out early of perish. I'd hoped for more. But decision made. It's a chance, slim pickings though.

Early morning review. But what's this, light southerlies across the Vale of Pewsey. Milk or Golden Ball are in scope. Hasty consult, scratching of heads, gnashing of teeth, finally Golden Ball it is. Swoop by Ludek's, cross check with Nick Clarke who sticks with the clappers.

We trudge slowly around the M25 rush hour traffic, painful, the journey time seems to be getting longer. Lasham Youtube briefing entertains on the way, suggests key may be stay high. Plenty of time for Ludek to retell the tale of Milk to Wells Next the Sea, epic flight, and champagne retrieve to boot.

Excitement builds, clouds are starting to form as we reach Wiltshire. Pick up Adam Kozlowski up on route with disappointing perspective of Skew T and reinforces stay high message, anxiety & uncertainty levels increase again. We're finally approaching GB as we spot Tom Cole climbing out, hopes soar once more. What a roller coaster and we're not even in the air yet. But we're late… It's a relief to see some of the great and the good on site, we're not complete idiots after all.

I'm all focus on setting up, no goal, no gopro, no bother. I'll get around to it one day soon. I'm convinced they still have the hex over me. Bladder stop then clipped in. Tim Pentreath pulls his wing up, he's scooped up and lands in the middle of my wing. I may need a bit more prep time. I extend a hand to help him out, Tim reckons he's landed in shit. I'm protesting my Delta 4 has seen better days but it's far from shit, but I accept the laying on of hands and arse as a blessing from a sky god. I clock some smears across middle cells and conclude to remove is to undo the blessing. I'm reminded of Ludek's comments of standing in shit being lucky, as happened before his Wells flight.

Hesitant false starts follow, I avoid completely sinking out. Nothing worse than bottom landing and watching the gaggle climb out. The sky's filling nicely now, a few launch and hint at a climb, a breeze hits main launch and I take the chance to step off. Before you can say wanna-be-a-sky-god, I'm in a climb including with Wes, Tim, and Ludek what a treat. One climb, all the way to base, 4200ft, that's the way. The sky's filled in quite a lot, I edge to the periphery of the cloud anxious to avoid unintended encounters at or in base.

Wes & Tim lead off, I'm not far behind can see Ludek over my shoulder. I'm starting to feel optimistic, unusual for me, high over Avebury in great company, what's not to like. The day isn't quite there though, general milling around in a scratchy climb just before the M4 testament to that. And I spot Ludek getting low, no way, I keep an eye on him as he starts to climb back up drifting towards us. It's obviously a better climb and we all head over to share the spoils, cheers Ludek!

The gaggle reforms just before Swindon but we can't match the height gained off the first climb. Wes & Tim break ranks heading for a cloud over Swindon burbs and start a turn marking another climb, grateful for the marker I climb to base before Wes breaks again for north Swindon and marks another pimpable climb. I make a mental note to offer any league payment points owed…

The water park is ahead, South Cerney, Fairford. I'd not checked on activity at South Cerney so determine to play it safe. There's only three of us now, but I can see some fast followers hoping they'll join me, I'm sure I won't keep up with this pair. Sure enough, Wes disappears east, Tim streaks off north and I'm pondering blue hole ahead or a line towards clouds and Fairford. I've lost everyone now, all my own work from here on in. I break towards clouds, at least I've got options with height, take a climb to 5000ft before heading for the airspace corridor ahead. Even so, I come pretty close the West edge of Brize Norton which caused anxst at the time, I hadn't twigged I was well above it.

I see a wing off to the West and consider pushing across, I know I need to head west or face Birmingham airspace blocking the path, you're dreaming lad, push on. Level with Cheltenham, respect to Leckhampton duly paid. The sky to the west is looking bigger, spreading out, to the east is still peachy. There's loads of sail planes around and three are circling under a cloud ahead, with a 4th about to join, it's in reach but I'm pretty wary of piling in there. I approach with caution find a weaker climb at the edge of the cloud, give them space to finish their climb and push off before heading for the core they'd marked.

Over the northern edge of the Cotswolds escarpment now, but with less height than I was comfortable with. As I push on the air descending over the escarpment makes my predicament worse and before I know it I'm 500ft agl. This is it, I'm doomed. I spot a fire to my left, and some last throw-of-the-dice brown ploughed fields ahead, I call on the blessings of Tim Pentreath as I glance at the smears overhead and press for the fields. Sink stops, XC Tracer sniffer mode kicks in, and the hints of sporadically rising air slowly give way to a steady consistent climb. I sniff the smoke and find the core and get pinged to 4500ft.

The spread out to the west has marched north and east. I consider a glide to a cloud across large areas of shade to the north, remember some lessons learnt and break east for sunny ground. I'm too slow though, the spreadout chases me down to 1200ft, I'm clinging to light patches of non sinking air, just about maintaining. I'm hoping to hang on until the sky recycles, opens up again. Thirty minutes of this before a gull sees my predicament and circles ahead of me, up to 3500ft and drifting towards Stratford Upon Avon.

The sky east still looks peachy, can I possibly skirt around south of Birmingham, there'd be a lot of 3500ft to get under and multiple Dunstable flights under 3500ft aren't a good indicator of success. I'm glancing north and there's sun on the ground again. Maybe, just maybe. I press back west but within 10 minutes the sky fills in again and shades out the ground. Balls. Land at the outskirts of SUA, train to Reading, Ludek has done the deed, retrieved the car and picks me up. Tales of daring do and planning for windy Friday commence…

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