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    Dual GPS ?

    in Other

    Posted

    Pete, Simon

    Thanks for the info, we tried the I-phone but not to keen on that,

    I fancy what you might call a proper GPS, like the one that "aquatix"

    suggested above, I was thinking around the 3-400 quid mark.

    Any others that someone on here is using now?

    personal recommendation is better than a leaflet.

    Thanks so far.

    Dave

    Dual GPS ?

    in Other

    Posted

    Right here's one for all you Tec types on the forum.

    I'm looking for a new GPS and I also need a new one for the car.

    Can I get one GPS unit that will do both Air and Road? :?

    Dave

    AndrewD Training Blog

    in Paramotor Training Blogs

    Posted

    Hi Andrew

    Been reading your blog from the start and it's a bit like watching a series on the telly, always leaving you wanting the next bit!!!

    I'm off to Scotland this morning for 9 days holiday so no access to my computer, by the time I get back you should have had your feet off the ground.

    Good luck for Tuesday, I might take the Laptop and go and find a hotspot just to keep up LOL.

    Dave

    Flying to height ... Advice?

    in General paramotor discussion

    Posted

    Although not in a paramotor the highest I have flown as P1 is 11.500 feet, on the 29/08/1988.

    It was an August bank holiday and we had a three day Microlight fly-in at Lilford Park in Northamptonshire, we had all done quite a bit of flying on Saturday and Sunday, flying treasure hunts, spot landings, over and under's etc, followed by beer and BBQ.

    I woke up at 05.30 to answer a call of nature, to find one of the best days you could have, for any type of flying, so I untied the trike and pushed it down the field so I wouldn't wake everybody on site.

    It was a nice gentle take off with a good rate of climb, I wasn't my intention to go for a high flight and as I started to climb out, but thirty minutes later with hands just about frozen to the bar I was at the magic 10.000', at that stage I thought to myself why not see how high you can make it, so I pushed on for another ten minutes and made it to just over 11.500', by that stage I couldn't stand the cold in my hands and wrists, so I killed the motor put my hands inside my Oozee suit under my armpits and just let the trike fly itself in about a half mile descending circle and took in the view.

    What a view that was, by that stage I was overhead the then active USAF Alconbury Airbase, I could see the clear outline of aircraft sitting outside hangers, and in the far distance I could clearly see the outline of the Wash on the east coast, the air was as clear as gin and as cold as hell, I have no idea what the temperature was, I could also see the A1 going North and South for miles and miles with motors like ants.

    It was like a dream flight just sitting there taking in all that there was to be seen, the decent was very slow, it was trimmed out at about 35 mph, by the time I got down to 2.500' I thought it's time to restart and go for breakfast, it was at this point that the flight started to go wrong.

    The Rotax 447 didn't have electric start so I flicked the switch and pulled the cord, nothing try again, a good pull and nothing try again and this went on for some time, I am now down to 1.800' and looking for a good field to drop into, over to the south was a private strip where we used to glide so I turned and headed there, now down to 1.000' check all round, check seat belt, check switches off and fuel off and go for a straight in landing, then at 500' the cold leaves my brain to start working again and I think to myself "I.m a lot warmer down her" the the eureka moment hit me "if I'm cold so is my little Rotax", so it's switches on, fuel on, CHOKE ON and pull, with just 200' left to go it full power and home for breakfast, another lesson under the belt.

    In those days digital photography was unheard of and I didn't normally carry a camera so unlike Gordon, I have only memories but it was a great flight that I often think off when out flying, and you don't get that many clear days either.

    I wonder if I will ever get the chance to do it in my Paramotor, one day finger crossed.

    Dave

    Web site up-date

    in Gloucestershire Branch

    Posted

    I see no pictures of you Pete :?:

    proberbly for the best eh! :lol:

    :shock:

    Two on the home page you cheeky mare :lol:

    Just been on to Amazon to buy a magnifying glass so we can see who is in those pictures LOL

    Let the punters see you Pete, that way when they turn up to see you for a natter they will know who to talk to, all good publicity mate.

    Dave

    How old am I?

    in Off topic.

    Posted

    Beware of older men - they only get wiser!

    A woman decides to have a facelift for her 50th birthday..

    She spends £15,000 and feels pretty good about the results.

    On her way home, she stops at a newsstand to buy a newspaper.

    Before leaving, she says to the clerk, 'I hope you don't mind my asking, but how old do you think I am

    'About 32,' is the reply.'

    'Nope! I'm exactly 50,' the woman says happily

    A little while later she goes into McDonald's and asks the counter girl the very same question.

    The girl replies, 'I'd guess about 29.'

    The woman replies with a big smile, 'Nope, I'm 50.'

    Now she's feeling really good about herself. She stops in a drug store on her way down the street.

    She goes up to the counter to get some mints and asks the clerk this burning question.

    The clerk responds, 'Oh, I'd say 30.'

    Again she proudly responds, 'I'm 50, but thank you!'

    While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next to her the same question.

    He replies, 'Lady, I'm 78 and my eyesight is going. Although, when I was young there was a sure-fire way to tell how old a woman was.

    It sounds very forward, but it requires you to let me put my hands under your bra.

    Then, and only then can I tell you EXACTLY how old you are.'

    They wait in silence on the empty street until her curiosity gets the best of her.

    She finally blurts out, 'What the hell, go ahead.'

    He slips both of his hands under her blouse and begins to feel around very slowly and carefully.

    He bounces and weighs each breast and he gently pinches each nipple.

    He pushes her breasts together and rubs them against each other.

    After a couple of minutes of this, she says, 'Okay, okay....How old am I?'

    He completes one last squeeze of her breasts, removes his hands, and says, 'Madam, you are 50.'

    Stunned and amazed, the woman says, 'That was incredible, how could you tell?'

    The old man says, 'Promise you won't get mad?

    'I promise I won't' she says.

    'I was behind you at McDonalds.'

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