Bob,
For one big happy family and diplomatic speech that offends the fewest number of people there's always USHPA and Hang Gliding magazine.
Here Rick gets to say:
Have fun if you think that's what fun is.
and I get to react to it. Aerotowing was my dream for hang gliding long before it existed in any safe and practical form and working and fighting to make it safe was what ended my flying career. So, yeah, I found Rick's comment more than a bit offensive. Brought to mind the following exchange from the aforementioned Hang Gliding magazine...
John C. Johnson - 1986/09
Phoenix
Nothing is worth having if it comes too easily (at least not over and over, with a few exceptions). Soaring flight is a tremendous treat we earn. But how soon its thrill dulls when it is handed to us. I submit that at least fifty percent of hang gliding's appeal is NOT soaring, or even getting into the air. For those times are what make flight so sweet, and bring us back for more. High-tech videos aren't where it's at, and neither is easy air time. F--- the masses, let them destroy the desert in their ATCs. Towing (and other easy air time devices) are insidious tools designed to move us apart. When we lose our challenge we lose our sport. Where is the "sport" to just towing up again when you sink out? I'm scared, I see towing swaying my friends. I see towing undoing what ultralights could not!
Challenge is, has always been, the essence of hang gliding (not "sky sailing" -- gag me). Mountains, ugly trucks, and occasional triumphs keep me in the air. Maybe I'm a dinosaur, time will tell. But if this beautiful sport is distilled into an easy recreational event, please do change the name because it won't be hang gliding.
Harold Austin - 1986/11
Royal Oak, Michigan
I would like to respond to a letter from John Johnson about towing.
I don't know for sure, but it sounds like John has a mountain in his backyard. He should live in Michigan, Ohio, or Kansas. Talk about your easy air time John. Try driving 250 miles ONE WAY to your 'local' soaring site, a four hundred foot bluff, and hope the weather forecast was right. Well, I've done just that about every other weekend during our soaring season for the past ten years.
Want to know about challenge John? Try towing at our site in the Manistee National Forest; you get "handed" an eight hundred foot tow, ceilings on a GOOD DAY are almost three thousand feet and you start your XC over the forest.
John, we have a great gift and it should be shared with the "masses." It seems you don't want people to know just how easy hang gliding is, because if they found out you might lose your macho image, and if towing catches on (and it is!) you'll lose that edge (you didn't earn) of living close to a site.
If those of us who were involved in hang gliding from the beginning (I built and flew my first glider, a Bat Glider in 1968 and progressed up to a Colver Flying Wing, and a number of Hang Looses) felt the way you do, you most likely would not be flying today! And gliders would not have evolved into the soaring wings they are.
John, I'm afraid that you can't see the flat lands for the mountains. If our sport, the industry and the USHGA is going to grow or even survive it needs to bring hang gliding to the flat lands where it is new and exciting, and to a vast number of potential pilots. We will all benefit.
And as long as I'm in heightened offensive mode... John's letter was one of the most concentrated heaps of pure unadulterated rot I've ever read on the subject of hang gliding ('cept for the "F--- the masses" part). Anyone who doesn't want his soaring time as convenient, easy, cheap, safe, frequent, and plentiful as possible is probably running low on his anti-psychotic medication and definitely a menace to society.
Sam,
Don't worry.
Pilgrim,
All that added energy though...scares the crap outta me.
1. Probably wouldn't take me too long to come up with a fatality report that begins with "After a weak launch run..."
2. If one listens to what's going on on runways, carrier decks, and launch pads the world over one might conclude that as much added energy as possible is a good thing.
3. The only thing that really scares the crap outta me is someone suddenly being deprived of all that added energy - by some idiot at the other end of the towline, an idiot loop of 130 pound Greenspot, or a lanyard on Eric Aasletten's wrist that tightens when the glider pitches up in a dust devil.
4. At any time all that added energy becomes problematic you always have the option of eliminating it.
And you know, Mountains and valleys are beautiful...airfields suck.
OK, let's make some resolutions...
1. All mountains shall be carved with roads to suitable launches at or near the tops.
2. No airstrips shall be permitted in valleys or on mountain plateaus.
3. If you ever enjoyed the seeing the Great Blue Herons, Ospreys, Eagles, Red-tails, Kestrels, Turkey Vultures, Laughing Gulls, Tree Swallows, Horned Larks, Quail, Turkeys, Pileated Woodpeckers, Deer, Leopard Frogs, Spring Peepers, Gray Treefrogs, Painted Turtles, Crayfish, Muskrats, Hog-Nosed Snakes, Luna Moths in the sky, fields, swamps, ponds, and streams at Ridgely Airpark you are one sick motherfucker and in serious need of treatment.
There is not much fly fishing or climbing or hiking or ...that goes on at airfields.
1. When I've got a tensioned glider, some means of getting it in the air, and a good lapse rate I'm extremely interested in not fly fishing, hiking, and - under my own power anyway - climbing.
2. You're gonna have a lot better luck fly fishing at the sucky Ridgely airfield than you are at the beautiful and sterile coal mine draining West Branch of the Susquehanna 1250 feet below the Hyner View.
I have the world's greatest driver.
Me too - me. I get to set up, take off, land, and break down pretty much right next to my car.
At least in the mountains I can pick my cycles.
And you can't when you're on a cart looking at the back end of a Dragonfly?
I got news for ya. That thing don't move until the guy on the glider says OK.
And, for dolly and platform launches, cycles tend to be non issues anyway.
Come on out to the Guadalupes if you think ridges soaring is necessarily low level or boring.
There's a good chance I could enjoy exploring some new turf. But I got so burned out on the ridge scene in this part of the country that I'm afraid I'm not champing at the bit.
Oh yeah, I forgot, you easterners have a problem with self launching.
Yeah, I've seen what can happen.
You probably have a really big problem with the solo dude who heads up to his favorite mountain site alone too.
No. I used to be the solo dude who headed up to his favorite mountain site alone. But just because I headed there alone didn't mean I had to launch alone. Usually didn't take too long before I could find a very willing scenic overlooker to boost my safety margin a bit. And I wasn't out there to prove anything to anyone about my rugged individualism.
I started HG because it was a solo sport.
I started 'cause I always wanted to fly like a bird.
I have never flown tandem nor do I intend to.
I never had any desire - or need - to. But if it makes it easier for some people to get into the sport and qualify...
Driving is a lot less complicated with a lot less energy transfer to the glider than towing.
And a lot less interesting and fun.
Get a good tug and pilot...
Good luck. A good tug has a weak link stronger than yours and a good tug pilot knows what a weak link is. I doubt you're gonna do very well anywhere in the US.
...and hand the tow line to me.
Getting the towline handed to you when you're on the cart is almost always a good thing.
John Moody - 2010/02/03
Bob, Zack,
Thanks for the clarification on that Tad Eareckson letter.
Bob, I had already looked over the first two links you posted about the Capitol Hang Gliding Club and knew that Tad was an active member in the early '90's and I had also looked over his Flicker pictures of releases. It was the third link that turned out to be the really good one. I read the whole thread from top to bottom, about a three hour chore for me and keeping score as it bounced from person to person was hard for a while. The one thing I found I could seriously relate to was Tad Eareckson. He is my newest Hero now. In a nutshell, he argued that more times than not, staying on the rope is better than blowing a weaklink or having the rope handed to you by an observer. He made the point clearly that a weaklink's only purpose is to protect the aircraft and of course the really big one that some pilots fail to understand: a weaklink will not prevent a lockout and in fact probably won't even be strained by one! Getting off the rope IS THE PILOT'S DECISION. The other side of his argument, and the part that started the conversation, is that mandating the maximum strength of a weaklink is crazy - what should be mandated is the MINIMUM strength.
His argument is that having a weaklink blow up in your face when you really need the tow force is the more dangerous situation. Getting off the rope is not always the right answer. There are more factors involved and only the pilot can be aware of them.
Getting the rope handed to you by some asshole...
Jim Rooney - 2007/08/01
Whatever's going on back there, I can fix it by giving you the rope.
...is ALWAYS a bad thing. I can name you a lot of people - myself amongst them - who've been crashed, mangled, and/or killed because some asshole has handed them the rope - either deliberately or by using a dangerous front end weak link.
It is just a hunch, but maybe you should not launch in a slot with catatonic conditions.
Yeah. I figured that out right after I did. But that was much too late.
But on a launch dolly behind a Dragonfly it doesn't matter. So gene pool crud such as yours truly have better chances of sticking around longer and pumping more life giving carbon dioxide into the atmosphere for the benefit of future generations.
I love flying the dunes.
Much happier times. Ignorance was bliss.