Flying a sailplane is like...

[Roger Worden]

Seen on a trailer:

Flying an airplane is like drinking champagne

Flying an ultralight is like drinking moonshine with a kick

So... what do you think flying a sailplane is like drinking?

[MC]

Cool Clear Water.


"Roger Worden" > wrote in message
...
> Seen on a trailer:
>
> Flying an airplane is like drinking champagne
>
> Flying an ultralight is like drinking moonshine with a kick
>
> So... what do you think flying a sailplane is like drinking?
>
>

[Stefan]

Roger Worden wrote:

> So... what do you think flying a sailplane is like drinking?

It's like drinking warm water out of a plastic bag with a tube which has
a plastic smell.

Stefan

[J.A.M.]

Or anything that only gives you more thirst, while satisfying you completly
each time.

"MC" > escribió en el mensaje
...
> Cool Clear Water.
>
>
> "Roger Worden" > wrote in message
> ...
> > Seen on a trailer:
> >
> > Flying an airplane is like drinking champagne
> >
> > Flying an ultralight is like drinking moonshine with a kick
> >
> > So... what do you think flying a sailplane is like drinking?
> >
> >
>
>

[Shawn]

Roger Worden wrote:
> Seen on a trailer:
>
> Flying an airplane is like drinking champagne

Champagne gives me hives.

> Flying an ultralight is like drinking moonshine with a kick

....and then you go blind.

> So... what do you think flying a sailplane is like drinking?

Sorry, just don't like this particular simile. I don't find it
intoxicating-more the opposite. Addictive yes, intoxicating? No.

Shawn

[M B]

...drinking the finest, purest chilled water
from a lush mountain spring on the highest peaks of
Tibet. This after taking it from the spring by climbing
the mountain and meditating with those monks.

Hmmm...maybe it ain't poetry, but
at least I tried. I'm not
as eloquent as that dancing on
clouds guy... :)

At 19:00 28 April 2005, Shawn wrote:
>Roger Worden wrote:
>> Seen on a trailer:
>>
>> Flying an airplane is like drinking champagne
>
>Champagne gives me hives.
>
>> Flying an ultralight is like drinking moonshine
>>with a kick
>
>....and then you go blind.
>
>> So... what do you think flying a sailplane is like
>>drinking?
>
>Sorry, just don't like this particular simile. I don't
>find it
>intoxicating-more the opposite. Addictive yes, intoxicating?
> No.
>
>Shawn
>
Mark J. Boyd

[Roger Worden]

.... communion wine? Not intoxicating but inspiring.

"M B" > wrote in message
...
> ..drinking the finest, purest chilled water
> from a lush mountain spring on the highest peaks of
> Tibet. This after taking it from the spring by climbing
> the mountain and meditating with those monks.
>
> Hmmm...maybe it ain't poetry, but
> at least I tried. I'm not
> as eloquent as that dancing on
> clouds guy... :)
>
> At 19:00 28 April 2005, Shawn wrote:
> >Roger Worden wrote:
> >> Seen on a trailer:
> >>
> >> Flying an airplane is like drinking champagne
> >
> >Champagne gives me hives.
> >
> >> Flying an ultralight is like drinking moonshine
> >>with a kick
> >
> >....and then you go blind.
> >
> >> So... what do you think flying a sailplane is like
> >>drinking?
> >
> >Sorry, just don't like this particular simile. I don't
> >find it
> >intoxicating-more the opposite. Addictive yes, intoxicating?
> > No.
> >
> >Shawn
> >
> Mark J. Boyd
>
>

[Jack]

Roger Worden wrote:

> ... communion wine? Not intoxicating but inspiring.

I think you've got it.


Jack

[J.A.M.]

Try drinking enough communion wine. Hangover will be just great.
Might inspire you a glorious headache.


"Roger Worden" > escribió en el mensaje
...
> ... communion wine? Not intoxicating but inspiring.
>

[Shawn]

Jack wrote:
> Roger Worden wrote:
>
>> ... communion wine? Not intoxicating but inspiring.
>
>
> I think you've got it.

OMG! ;-) Not the communion wine I've had!

Shawn

[Metalman]

Flying a sailplane is like drinking urine.

Roger Worden wrote:
> Seen on a trailer:
>
> Flying an airplane is like drinking champagne
>
> Flying an ultralight is like drinking moonshine with a kick
>
> So... what do you think flying a sailplane is like drinking?
>
>

[nafod40]

Metalman wrote:
> Flying a sailplane is like drinking urine.

Or Coors, which turns to urine directly in your mouth.

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How would you know?

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Funny Roger (the first message in this thread) should ask. I just
wrote something on this for a friend. The response from the group will
be interesting (I'm braced for the corrections, so try to remember,
this was supposed to be a right brain description, not a totally
accurate scientific one). So here it is:

Why does soaring draw us so powerfully that we will spend hours
preparing for a flight, sit for hours more in a cockpit that makes
Economy Class seating seem cavernous, and come home ecstatic from the
experience?

Why, when we catch a glimpse of a soaring bird, must we stop whatever
we were doing and marvel at the beauty of wings dancing with air
currents?

When someone asked me these questions - actually she asked how I
became involved in soaring, but that is really the same question - I
responded that I must have been a hawk in a former life. It isn't
that I am a firm believer in reincarnation. It's just that there is
no rational explanation for the joy that I derive from soaring, so a
totally crazy answer is closest to the truth.

There is something mystical about seeing the earth from on high in a
glider. Even the Central Valley is beautiful and the Sierras are
absolutely awesome. While logic would say that those views should be
equally impressive from a power plane, the experience is magnified many
times over by being one with the air, dancing with it, using its
resistance in the vertical dimension to overcome its resistance in the
direction of flight. A thermal transforms what is usually thought of as
air resistance into air propulsion. What alchemy!

The experience is further enhanced as we approach cloud base. As we fly
through wisps of mist that are forming the cloud above us I cannot help
but think "This is the closest a person can come to heaven while
still on this plane." So the next time someone asks me why I became
involved in soaring, maybe I'll answer "To better glimpse the Face
of God."

[Bill Gribble]

So very well put.

Though that said, you suggest there is no "rational explanation" to the
question of why you would be so drawn to soaring, whereas I fail to see
that the question itself is rational in the first place.

Why would you not?

It's a continual source of befuddlement to me that anybody could be
offered the chance or possibility of soaring flight and be able to just
walk away untouched or ask "why would I want to do that?" :)

But never mind. My home club is holding an Open Day this coming Sunday,
so I'll get ample opportunity to explore this question and proclaim the
virtues of our art to a curious public, I guess!

-Bill

writes
>Why does soaring draw us so powerfully that we will spend hours
>preparing for a flight, sit for hours more in a cockpit that makes
>Economy Class seating seem cavernous, and come home ecstatic from the
>experience?
>
>Why, when we catch a glimpse of a soaring bird, must we stop whatever
>we were doing and marvel at the beauty of wings dancing with air
>currents?
>
>When someone asked me these questions - actually she asked how I became
>involved in soaring, but that is really the same question - I responded
>that I must have been a hawk in a former life. It isn't that I am a
>firm believer in reincarnation. It's just that there is no rational
>explanation for the joy that I derive from soaring, so a totally crazy
>answer is closest to the truth.
>
>There is something mystical about seeing the earth from on high in a
>glider. Even the Central Valley is beautiful and the Sierras are
>absolutely awesome. While logic would say that those views should be
>equally impressive from a power plane, the experience is magnified many
>times over by being one with the air, dancing with it, using its
>resistance in the vertical dimension to overcome its resistance in the
>direction of flight. A thermal transforms what is usually thought of as
>air resistance into air propulsion. What alchemy!
>
>The experience is further enhanced as we approach cloud base. As we fly
>through wisps of mist that are forming the cloud above us I cannot help
>but think "This is the closest a person can come to heaven while still
>on this plane." So the next time someone asks me why I became involved
>in soaring, maybe I'll answer "To better glimpse the Face of God."

--
Bill Gribble
http://www.scapegoatsanon.demon.co.uk
- Learn from the mistakes of others.
- You won't live long enough to make all of them yourself.

[Nyal Williams]

Whatzit like drinking?

Mother Nature's milk!



At 14:30 03 May 2005, Bill Gribble wrote:
>So very well put.
>
>Though that said, you suggest there is no 'rational
>explanation' to the
>question of why you would be so drawn to soaring, whereas
>I fail to see
>that the question itself is rational in the first place.
>
>Why would you not?
>
>It's a continual source of befuddlement to me that
>anybody could be
>offered the chance or possibility of soaring flight
>and be able to just
>walk away untouched or ask 'why would I want to do
>that?' :)
>
>But never mind. My home club is holding an Open Day
>this coming Sunday,
>so I'll get ample opportunity to explore this question
>and proclaim the
>virtues of our art to a curious public, I guess!
>
>-Bill
>
writes
>>Why does soaring draw us so powerfully that we will
>>spend hours
>>preparing for a flight, sit for hours more in a cockpit
>>that makes
>>Economy Class seating seem cavernous, and come home
>>ecstatic from the
>>experience?
>>
>>Why, when we catch a glimpse of a soaring bird, must
>>we stop whatever
>>we were doing and marvel at the beauty of wings dancing
>>with air
>>currents?
>>
>>When someone asked me these questions - actually she
>>asked how I became
>>involved in soaring, but that is really the same question
>>- I responded
>>that I must have been a hawk in a former life. It isn't
>>that I am a
>>firm believer in reincarnation. It's just that there
>>is no rational
>>explanation for the joy that I derive from soaring,
>>so a totally crazy
>>answer is closest to the truth.
>>
>>There is something mystical about seeing the earth
>>from on high in a
>>glider. Even the Central Valley is beautiful and the
>>Sierras are
>>absolutely awesome. While logic would say that those
>>views should be
>>equally impressive from a power plane, the experience
>>is magnified many
>>times over by being one with the air, dancing with
>>it, using its
>>resistance in the vertical dimension to overcome its
>>resistance in the
>>direction of flight. A thermal transforms what is usually
>>thought of as
>>air resistance into air propulsion. What alchemy!
>>
>>The experience is further enhanced as we approach cloud
>>base. As we fly
>>through wisps of mist that are forming the cloud above
>>us I cannot help
>>but think 'This is the closest a person can come to
>>heaven while still
>>on this plane.' So the next time someone asks me why
>>I became involved
>>in soaring, maybe I'll answer 'To better glimpse the
>>Face of God.'
>
>--
>Bill Gribble
>http://www.scapegoatsanon.demon.co.uk
>- Learn from the mistakes of others.
>- You won't live long enough to make all of them yourself.
>

[Roger Worden]

> source of befuddlement to me that anybody could be
> offered the chance or possibility of soaring flight and be able to just
> walk away untouched or ask "why would I want to do that?"

Umm.... fear for their life? Maybe not rational, but real to many.

"Bill Gribble" > wrote in
message .. .
> So very well put.
>
> Though that said, you suggest there is no "rational explanation" to the
> question of why you would be so drawn to soaring, whereas I fail to see
> that the question itself is rational in the first place.
>
> Why would you not?
>
> It's a continual source of befuddlement to me that anybody could be
> offered the chance or possibility of soaring flight and be able to just
> walk away untouched or ask "why would I want to do that?" :)
>
> But never mind. My home club is holding an Open Day this coming Sunday,
> so I'll get ample opportunity to explore this question and proclaim the
> virtues of our art to a curious public, I guess!
>
> -Bill
>
> writes
> >Why does soaring draw us so powerfully that we will spend hours
> >preparing for a flight, sit for hours more in a cockpit that makes
> >Economy Class seating seem cavernous, and come home ecstatic from the
> >experience?
> >
> >Why, when we catch a glimpse of a soaring bird, must we stop whatever
> >we were doing and marvel at the beauty of wings dancing with air
> >currents?
> >
> >When someone asked me these questions - actually she asked how I became
> >involved in soaring, but that is really the same question - I responded
> >that I must have been a hawk in a former life. It isn't that I am a
> >firm believer in reincarnation. It's just that there is no rational
> >explanation for the joy that I derive from soaring, so a totally crazy
> >answer is closest to the truth.
> >
> >There is something mystical about seeing the earth from on high in a
> >glider. Even the Central Valley is beautiful and the Sierras are
> >absolutely awesome. While logic would say that those views should be
> >equally impressive from a power plane, the experience is magnified many
> >times over by being one with the air, dancing with it, using its
> >resistance in the vertical dimension to overcome its resistance in the
> >direction of flight. A thermal transforms what is usually thought of as
> >air resistance into air propulsion. What alchemy!
> >
> >The experience is further enhanced as we approach cloud base. As we fly
> >through wisps of mist that are forming the cloud above us I cannot help
> >but think "This is the closest a person can come to heaven while still
> >on this plane." So the next time someone asks me why I became involved
> >in soaring, maybe I'll answer "To better glimpse the Face of God."
>
> --
> Bill Gribble
> http://www.scapegoatsanon.demon.co.uk
> - Learn from the mistakes of others.
> - You won't live long enough to make all of them yourself.

[Tony Verhulst]

> It's a continual source of befuddlement to me that anybody could be
> offered the chance or possibility of soaring flight and be able to just
> walk away untouched or ask "why would I want to do that?" :)

I don't have that answer but I've learned to accept it. It boggles the
mind (OK, my mind) to realize that in a function room with 100 people in
it, only one or two have an interest in flying.

Glider ride gift certificates are popular presents. The FBO I used to
fly rides for loved them as only 40% were ever redeemed. It was like
printing money.

Tony V.
http://home.comcast.net/~verhulst/SOARING

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Flying a sailplane is like...

flying a sailplane.

Gertrude Stein