UNA NUOVA FIAMMA
27 Dicembre 2010
Beh ci siamo, la fine dell’anno è proprio vicina, il bellissimo Natale passato in famiglia, con i figli, la musica e il camino acceso è stato splendido. I quattro giorni prima li ho passati ad ordinare e pulire la zona garage magazzino, ne aveva bisogno, così come il furgone, lavato e riorganizzato per l’anno nuovo. E come dicevo prima ci siamo, manca ancora una cosa per prepararsi all’arrivo del nuovo anno. Imparare a conoscere la mia nuova vela, che ho già da alcune settimane, ma dato il lavoro e i piovosi giorni delle festività Natalizie è rimasta in attesa al suo posto in garage without making you feel her desire to soar into the sky.
E 'already evening, the evening of 26 with a good weather forecast for tomorrow and with the cold returns. But I must say that I did not just pitch in to do some testing with my new flame, waiting for the new year, the input comes from a message from a friend of the club, with Giancarlo that Alberto and I invite those who want to participate in a flight with the walk. I'm very tempted to accept, but I imagine walking in the snow with the bag on his back and with my back problems that have risk of being a hindrance to the beautiful idea of \u200b\u200bliberavventura and two to find myself stuck with his back to the short vacation in the mountains with the other half that as every year programmed. I will not go. But this can not make me think of a good safe days meteorologically speaking.
So after the glasses of champagne and the traditional panettone and nougat, I try to sleep in my Latvian after two pages of a book.
At this point I am reminded of the beginning of a song Vibrations "When I woke up I find it a brilliant sky." Why this is so, at 8 am awake, the light that enters is different from the light of the recent rainy days. A beautiful sunny day.
The decision is immediate, without hurry but want to find the pitches to the south, moreover, to arrive before the period is unnecessary. So I put on the road, hour of the road, listening to music and news on fuel prices, which as usual when there are no bridges or holidays growing up without apparent reason, thanks to economic slavery that oil companies years to exercise, but a little 'oil I must still put in the tank.
The road runs quiet, no traffic, it seems that they are all on vacation, arriving at 11.20 in the hope that the sun will bring a good breeze for a while at least enough 'to understand the behavior of inflation and the wing refine their control. It 's the second time I try and looking at the flags of the restaurant is a timid hope, but as for the first time no wind.
But a walk around me I do, maybe you just have to wait half an hour. Shade the grass is still shrouded by the frost and where the sun shines, it is very wet and rather cold, so I decide to climb on top of the pitch to warm up a bit 'while I wait. I always like a circulation problem in hands and struggle to keep warm.
Arrival at the top and I enjoy the warmth of the sun on your face, the wind does not seem to arise. But while I think, as an alternative in the early afternoon of the hill where I usually work out with the sailing, there will surely 0vest, which goes bad I'll go a little 'there, hoping not to find mud just as rainy days after the first blast is felt, but the weak signal that something is being activated, move the wind vane and the direction is excellent. I take the bag and return to the top. It is now clear that a little 'is a breeze, the two also appear Pizzoccolo cumuletti frayed, a sign of an early thermal activity. And so finally stretch out their wings, hoping that not too moist, well it is new and when things are new, you always have a greater attention, because she will have to wait another day, we are in winter and who knows how many will have to wait, the better put away dry. It 'really beautiful my new flame.
Ok we're here, the first inflation I feel a bit 'stiff, of course, is different from the "Body Guard" but immediately responds to the command, with minimal delay to the other, ummm .. good control is instinctive. I was hoping a bit 'more wind to play before a flight but it is sufficient to inflate the French, let's bring in flight. I notice the difference in efficiency, the first test. Back on the wing with a bow at this point your hands do not feel the cold, according to Voletta, responsive controls in flight is very nice, I make three turns and the wing reacts precisely to my command, and without a sweet ' Excessive loss of altitude. Even here all right, fine, I'm already falling in love. With the next Voletta see the control with the wing on the head and feet on the ground.
E 'goes faster and I keep it a little lift now' feel to the braking load, but worries me a bit 'so the plant, trying to understand his character, I insist more on the left to get away from the danger of ending up in plant Just at that moment I raised from the ground and I am in slight left turn and uncoordinated at this point I realize the error and issue the command to the left, puts me down a bit 'wrong but I can still run, two steps are sufficient , again in flight. The stalemate is simple, even with little wind, I'm happy, but happy with his legs destroyed, the day even after I have sore shoulders, but now fall back with all the enthusiasm and joy that my new red and white girl was able to leave on the skin and soul. So I'm ready for the new year of flight, even if a few more pitch ... .... It will not hurt. Redo
peacefully the way home, which are now added the two, a flag tells me that the west in the afternoon he got up really, as I expected and it is fairly argued, a car full of music, singing her latest Jovanotti piece "Without love I would be just a charlatan." I smile to myself, but perhaps also out.
E 'already love.
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