Yesterday may have been the last day of summer: it was warm and sunny and I went to my soaring club and launched in a glider and actually soared – stayed up for 50 minutes the first flight, and gained 1000′ of altitude in a cooperative thermal on my second flight. For a nice nutshell of what it’s like to fly a glider, take a look at my club’s home page, www.scoh.org.

My glider was Blanik 5, one of three L-23’s in the club fleet, and the runway was mostly grassy in contrast to how it looked two weeks ago:  drought-burnt brown.  Last weekend the Field had five inches of blessed rain, and the grass came back, with little pink and white and purple wildflowers to boot.  I’m not sure hope springs eternal, but it does spring back.