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Let it Bleed

Yesterday was another non-flying day for me. It was clearly waving but the wind was very strong at altitude and I wasn't looking forward to another pole-squat. But Roger didn't mind and he took JAC up to FL195 for his diamond height, and was duly congratulated at this morning's briefing. Roger reported a windspeed of 73 knots at altitude and there must have been some conscious effort not to accidentally reverse into the Mediterranean.


Lac Castellane

Today's was a more traditional forecast; light winds, southerly on the ridges and north-westerly at height. A tow to Trainon got me going the easy way and on reaching the Cheval Blanc I decided that the weather looked good enough to the east for a trip towards Fayence. I hadn't flown in that direction for a few years and it was good to refresh my memories. Lac Castellane glowed a deep turquoise and strong conditions held until I approached the final ridge before Fayence. The clouds looked less good and the lift was very soft, so I turned back 15km from Fayence and headed back west. 


South of St Croix

I avoided some spreadout by aiming at Puismosson, from where I could see streets of cumulus marching southwards, so I had to give that a go. My Oudie continued to nag me about the airspace as I passed Vinon, but it was easy enough to cope with as I continued to my target, the Montagne Ste Victoire near Aix.    


Montagne Ste Victoire

Time to head northwards. I re-used the streets to get back to Puismosson and then, noting the spreadout over the parcours, I went for the well-separated cumulus directly over Auribeau and les Monges to get to Dormillouse, though I'm not sure that it turned out to have been the quicker option. I followed the traditional route via Morgon, Guillaume, Clotinailles and Furan to get a climb just to the south of the tete de Vautisse, which was enough to get me to the tete de Peyron on the east of the St Crepin valley. From there I got as far as Chaberton, encountering a hint of north-westerly wave on the way. 


Queyras, east of Briancon

It was now around 5:30pm, so time to go home. My instruments were telling me that my batteries were low, and I became conscious of the need to expedite my return in order to save me the extra hassle of having to re-learn how to use pneumatic varios on the fly (as it were). I wanted to avoid having to detour around the southern tips of Furan, Clotinailles and Guillaume, opting for the faster route over the cols at the heads of their respective valleys.


Chaberton

It was just as I was approaching a very marginal col on Furan that, with brilliant timing, I had one of my rare but gushingly effective nose bleeds. Great! Now I had to deal with blood dripping down my face at the very moment I needed most concentration. I passed the Furan col and then hunted out any tissues or wipes I could find to minimise further leakage while at the same time aiming for the next marginal col on Clotinailles. That was safely negotiated, leaving only the col de Guillaume to deal with which again was achieved successfully. Having now reached the wide open plains of the Gap valley, the bleeding stopped and I was finally able to relax for the 40km trip back to base.

You couldn't make it up....

 
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