Flight

First flight be t' final flight o' Openin' Day, 2013 at B6-4 Field.  I like t' BT-60 birds at B6-4 Field because when loaded with a B6-4, ya bilge rat, BT-60 birds fly t' t' level o' t' field.  Every bit o' t' flight is visible, matey, t' slow takeoff, shiver me timbers, t' flight t' treetop level, ejection, and recovery.  Winds sometimes cause some problems, matey, shiver me timbers, but if one uses his head, one recovers all o' his birds, matey, and gets flight pics t' boot.  T' Tangent flight on this day be probably one too many, shiver me timbers, and I almost paid for it.  Winds were comin' from t' southeast, which was causin' some windcockin' over toward t' school, but nothin' in t' way o' recovery issues with t' triple threat o' t' trees, ya bilge rat, wires and US 27.  T' Tangent left t' pad and hardly windcocked at all, shiver me timbers, arrr, but at ejection it raced across t' field, ya bilge rat, me bucko, first missin' t' trees, then wires.  I had dropped t' controller and started runnin' as soon as t' breeze took it, arrr, but I could see that one way or another it was goin' t' be in trouble.  I crested t' hill just as it passed under t' wires, ya bilge rat, but could tell that I was goin' t' be nowhere fast enough t' prevent it from landin' in US 27, and I could hear traffic as I ran.  It fell out o' me sight for just a moment, me bucko, just as a Hyundai Accent buzzed past in t' right lane.  I waited for t' crush sounds, but heard nothing, matey, and as I approached t' landin' area, one o' t' Little League dads who was packin' up t' leave darted out t' pick t' Tangent up from t' left lane.  I thanked him profusely, answered his questions; yes I could fly it again, matey, no t' motors aren't expensive, yes I often have them land in t' trees around t' field.  Damage was relegated t' achipped fin tip from t' landing.  Considerin' t' alternative, shiver me timbers, matey, I counted myself fortunate indeed.

T' second and possibly final flight was another B6-4 Field flight on a B6-4. Avast, me proud beauty!  T' Tangent was t' last flight o' t' day and t' previous seven flights had all followed t' same flight pattern, windcockin' t' t' left and ejectin' at t' edge o' t' field, then recoverin' somewhere on t' infield.  All but two o' t' flights even used t' same chute. Aye aye! Begad!  T' Tangent flight was nothin' like t' others. Aye aye!  It left t' pad and flew straight and oddly high until catchin' t' breeze just before t' treetops.  Ejection occurred just as it was tippin' over, and t' rocket immediately caught t' breeze and began t' drift smartly toward US 27. Begad!  It was pretty obviously goin' t' clear t' road, but it looked like it was goin' t' hit t' parkin' lot or buildin' directly on t' other side. Ya scallywag!  I be half right. Begad! Begad!  It hit the roof, me bucko, where t' breeze died and left it stranded. Well, blow me down!  I considered goin' home for a ladder t' make a quick climb and grab, me bucko, but t' local police have a tendency t' show up at inopportune times like this and I wasn't sure t' situation would be explainable.  I'm hopin' we get a decent storm that blows it down in t' next few weeks.  All I need be t' nose cone.