Still February in Central Europe but clear blue sky somehow became standard already.
I checked the metar. Some 7KT wind, beautiful 9999 with BKN at 043, reasonable February temperatures of 08/M02 with NOSIG. And today is Saturday! Sounds like “offer you can’t refuse”. The old Aero has been waiting all winter for this moment.
I checked the oil, pumped a few times the fuel into the engines …
Start-up with help of the ground source went incredibly well. I always prefer to do a first start-up after the winter with help of the ground source rather than to start from the battery.
So I’m just sitting in the cockpit, waiting for the both engines to catch steady sound and finally warm up. The air is chill and I’ve got this Paul Kelly’s song in my head as it goes: From little things big things grow … ♫♪
Still 10 minutes before the flight plan cames into the effect.
I’m thinking how incredible it is if the day is just right. All started with the best Full English Breakfast. It’s because It was made by me anyway. My girlfriend Luca is still trainee Full English cook. But she is getting better.
This time she learned the baking secret of Lincolnshire Sausages and the next time I will reveal for her the proper Black Pudding roast technique. I’m not sure what she will say to that one, though.
See? The thoughts about breakfast can tak to the man those 10 minutes. I wonder women will never understand.
“… taxi via Juliette, Bravo to holding point RWY 24 …” the voice of lady controller just came through.
So beautiful feeling to take-off with Aero for the first time into the winter. The sun in on the horizon and so we are taking-off right into it’s direction. I like the warm feeling.
I’m trimming the aeroplane, retracting undercarriage, flaps up, switching to secondary fuel tanks, superchargers off and setting squak ident.
That’s a really nice view. Over the Prague, into the sun. And In the minutes we see the landscape of forests and rivers and into my mind is coming my favourite poem by Dylan Thomas …
“Here in this spring, stars float along the void;
Here in this ornamental winter
Down pelts the naked weather;
This summer buries a spring bird.”
Our first destination is LKPM where we are meeting a friend with his mates from China and Russia.
I surprised them with the information that there is for sure one Aero in Beijing Aviation Museum in China.
The surprise me with the information that there is still no private aviation in China. I must sadly turn down invitation to Shanghai as I believe I
would be very offended by experiencing communist regime.
Next stop is small glider airport LKPN on the edge of the hills called “Železné hory”, where we are about to pick up father’s girlfriend.
It was quite an effort to land there.Short with sun shine on the horizon from the one side and with the significant downslope from the other site.
We made it for the second try but anyway. It’s worth the experience.
If there is anything that should be mention as a significant event, it’s the sunset on our way back. It’s so beautiful to watch February sunset under the clear sky and yet from the Aero.
Am I too romantic? Maybe.
But anyway. It reminds me this one …
For while the tired waves, vainly breaking,
Seem here no painful inch to gain,
Far back, through creeks and inlets making,
Comes silent, flooding in, the main.
And not by eastern windows only,
When daylight comes, comes in the light;
In front the sun climbs slow, how slowly!
But westward, look, the land is bright!