Captain Cook's Monument, went on to the third slope which I reached at about 2,000 ft. This third slope consisted of a low ridge surmounted by a hill called Rosebury, a pyramidal heap with sufficient face on it to "figure-of-eight" in front of it. Unfortunately this slope faced west, and with the wind in the north-west the upper part was unreliable, and r slowly descended to 900 ft. Here I sat for half an hour hoping that the 7{8 strato-cumulus would clear. At five past six it showed signs of doing this, and I flew forward from the hill hoping to contact lift under a vague cloud which was coming towards me. The cloud was vaguer than J was, and [ landed at 6.15 at Hemble Hill Farm, Guisborough, Yorkshire. At Hemble Hill Farm I le·:eived a welcome fit for Blcriot, and in the comfort of a delightful lounge was able to ruminate over the mistakes and lessons of the flight. As [ have previously said, the main mistakes were made before leaving the ground and thereafter it was mostly attempting to make the best of a bad job. Entering cloud had probably shortened my distance considerably, a point which myoid instructor had frequently emphasized. The obvious lesson in flying being not merely to remember what one has been taught, and has read, but to follow the advice and cease to treat the flight as a Sunday School treat. Camphill to Happisburgh by Lieutenant Commander Tony Goodh,lrr HURSDAY, 27th July was the fourth T consecutive day of good soaring weather at Camphill and as the wind was westerly I declared, in company with about eight others, for the, by now. well-worn tramline to Jingle Bells (lngoldmells Aerodrome, just North of Skegness) as my goal. After a quarter of an hour's hill soaring, having taken off at 10.30, Treached 3,200 ft. A.S.L. (2,000 ft. above the hill) and set off eastwards, only to find, as so many people did, that lift was .....eak over the moors between Camphill and Sheffield; and over Rotherham T found myself, in company with two blue Olympias, only a very few hundred feet above ground. However, a large steel factory, gushing forth smoke and flame, provided much needed lift and we (the Mu and I) plodded rather shakily on. taking advantage of every liule thermal. About 12.30 we had some trouble near Lincoln and were down to 1,300 ft. A.S.L. The Gull IV and two or three others were in the same bit of trouble, and we followed each other about looking for lift, which came intermittently and weakly. However, it got better as we climbed. and an hour later we reached 6,200 ft. in cloud. Incidentally. the Mu-13a has such an :neffective rudder and SQ much aileron drag -126- without any inherent stability, that it is thoroughly awkward in cloud. particularly to a pilot whose cloud flying before the competitions was m~asured in minutes, and not very many of those. The rest of the journey to IngoldmeJls was comparatively uneventful, though it took .'1 long time and we didn't complete The brothers Goodhart with their Mu-13 at CamphiU. Nick standing, Tony in cockpit.
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