I had a great time at the festival, except for Sunday night. But I learned some stuff Sunday night anyway. Not things about flying or anything, but definitely some important things.
anyway, I have to try to think about what happened which night. I know that we flew Friday night, but I don't really remember the flight. I guess it was a good one. I drove chase. Thats all I really remember about that flight actually.
Saturday morning they didn't fly far, I drove chase again. Luckily I did not have to back up either time. Actually no, i backed up a little Saturday morning, because there wasn't quite enough room to just turn around, but I barely had to back up. (I hate backing up the trailer). They landed in the same field as the American Flag, and from what I understand there should be a pretty good picture of our balloon. Haven't seen it yet, Terry has to send it to my dad first. I wasn't there at first... we were stuck in traffic from people who think its a good idea to stop in the middle of the road and take pictures. Good thing the police put up those no parking signs eh?
Saturday night we did not fly, but we stood the balloon up because it was soaked. It was really windy and I played on the crown line for most of it. I like being on the crown, I may only be one hundred and ******* pounds, but I can hold my own out there. i did go in for about 5 minutes or so at the end and had some burner time. I was giddy. I kept trying to convince people that the balloon was still wet and that we should keep it up... but they weren't buying it. I was a little nervous, because it was windy, and i didn't really want to put holes in dad's balloon, I think he'd be mad at me.
Sunday morning I flew. And I actually did a lot of the flying. We worked on level flight, and ascents and descents and I even did the landing. Well, sort of, Ben did the venting. The most important thing I learned though, is that the next time I go up with two pilots, I'm bringing duct tape for one of them. because seriously.... they'd either both tell me something different, or one would be waiting for the otehr to say something, or one would say burn, then the other would, so I'd burn twice and they'd yell at eachother for the overburn. well, not yell really, but you get my point. never again! At least not without some confirmation of who is doing the teaching.
Sunday night Dad and Ben had a good flight. I didn't take part in it. I thought that the organizers of the festival should have split the prize money instead of making it a competition flight, and i thought that the conditions were unsuitable for flying. Biggest thing I learned Sunday night is that its important to stick by your own decision, and your own feelings whether you are the pilot or crew. Everyones safety revolves around everyones comfort. If one person is uncomfortable they make it more dangerous for everyone involved. Not that the pilot shouldn't fly because a crew member is uncomfortable, just that the crew member shouldn't crew. Makes it more difficult I'm sure if theres not really enough crew. But Sunday there was. Also learned that my comfort zone for flying when theres thunder storms... Ben says 30 miles, Scott says 50, I say if theres anything other than green on the radar at all... I'm probably not gonna fly... a little rain okay, but thunder.... lightening... that crap should be at least 4 hours away from me in any given direction. Kind of more than necessary... but, wind doesn't scare me, water doesn't scare me... but the unpredictabillity of thunderstorms scares the bejeezus out of me.
also learned Sunday that its really really hard when you disagree with your dad. Disagreeing with Scott or Tony or Ben, no problem... but when me and my daddy aren't on the same page... man thats rough!!
overall the festival was a good time. I am filing some complaints about things though.... like running out of food, how they do passengers, and making a competition flight Sunday when less than half of the people there were willing to fly. When a briefing is 'thunderstorm, thunderstorm, hurry up, make it a quick flight, and get down"... shouldnt' be a competition in my opinion. I think I'm gonna be mad about that for a while though, maybe next year will be better.
It was good to see some people though. Saw Keith, talked more about building my remote control balloon. She's going to be named Learner's Permit. I figure its a good name. Also got to know a few new pilots, John, who lives nearby to here, and his crew, real nice guys. talked to Kenny... who told my dad i was a good kisser... but hey, what do you expect?
ahh, its late, for me anyway, I better be getting myself to sleep. I just wanted to post about the weekend and the new stuff going into my log book. i'm going to try to keep a record of my training. If I remember....
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