I know I know , it's been some time but I have honestly been busy.
This will be ( sadly for you guys )the last posted chapter. Theses cut down chapters serve purely as an insight into the book. Think of them as a long blurb!
it still remains un -edited with a nice variety of both spelling and grammer mistakes.. and on the subject anyone out there want to do a free proof read when its finalized?
Enjoy
CHAPTER 15 "charlie's new tricks"
feb 3 1983
After Dorris complaining about "family time" tommy and I were forced to trailer our girls home..
June 15 1983
the last months have been rather boring with only local flying and charlie still yet to find another bird.
although I did have a little incident the other week.
I went for a flight testing a new camera mount to my elderly grandfathers(we recently put in a small 200 meter strip over his drive.has power lines one end and 2x 50 ft trees with 80 ft gap the other end however the fisher drops in no worries)were I ussually drop in for a cuppa and hangar talk or listen to his sailing days,anyway I was just approaching when it became emencely turbulent?nothing my bird couldn't handle but non the less surprising.I was not yet committed to landing and noted his wing sock pointing 90 degrees across the narrow small strip. then like the hand of god himself I was lifted up!I killed power to idle but was still going up with the nose pointed at the ground.next I was dropping like brick with full power and nose at the sky sinking faster then the left wing was thrown up and I was pot in a 60 deg+ bank..by now i was a little sweaty to say the least and decided i'm landing this bird.NOW! I lined up the 2 trees as best I could with a crab angle that sore my left wing acting as though it was the nose of the plane and still bouncing and twisting,skidding and slipping but I was committed..as I dropped below the tree line my bird straightend up and I made it threw "the gap" (the 2x 50 foot gumtrees) I flaired over the use able 200 meters but before touch down and as the tree line was no longer the 90 degree x wind grabbed me pushing off the runway as I touched down,I completed the most perfect aircraft ballete with not a scratch on my bird...after a coffee with the old feller I found myself a lil scared to fly out.a swift kick up the backside from Pa had me back up in the air heading for home at a higher altitude in smooth air i must confess...
We have all still been dreaming about our doco and I have made new camera mounts for when it happens?can not wait!
SEP 23 1983
Charlie finally found his dream girl....An australian factory biult ultralight called a thruster T-83.
I must say for a broom stick its rather attractive..
he demistrated its flying capabilities in what can only be decribed as "death defying!"litterally.
after assembling it ,(which was very quick with its patented wing colasping design) he fired up the robin engine,also sporting a 3 blade brolga (plastic/fibreglass thingy)and was soon galloping down the strip and airborne.he climbed up to a guesstimated 1000 ft then .....The engine stopped he went into a dive and smoke began pouring from the plane.
I started screaming franticaly"pull up ,pull up..oh god no pull up"I could now here the roar of wind as he got nearer diving,smoke pouring out in a long trail and now spinning!!!I could see the enevertible end approaching now in slow motion and then.....the smoke stopped,the plane stopped spinning,the nose came up and the buzz of the high pitched 2 stroke engine could once again be herd..
I couldn,t believe it!! i dropped to my knees crouched over with tremendus emotions washing over me,,finding my self once again thanking a god I dont believe in for sparing the life of my best friend.As i sat crouched with water in my eye I realized charlie was still flying?I looked up and he was back up at 1000 ft?I stood up in disbelief as once again the engine stopped,the plane death spiralled with smoke pourring out and ,,"oh crap not again! why didnt you land charlie?why?" I screamed "god no" then like deajarvou he smoke stopped ,plane stopped spinning and leveled and engine sung again."what the heck is going on?"
he then sets up final only to skim down the runway in what looked like a 90 degree side slip?back up to x hight and he bloody loops the thing? He then does a nose down barell roll the old bugger,
to be honest i was still in shock...after more death defying aerobatics he made a perfect wheeler...
"how'd ya like that Jackie boy?
WHAT THE HELL? i thought you were bleeping dead!
"So you like my new smoke system then old mate?" You cheaky old bugger charlie you frightend the stuff on my right shoe(shit) outa me ...
Next mission = smoke system on my fisher.