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Then, when we got to Blayeul, the plan
started to unravel. Some bright spark (me sir, it was me, sir!) decided to
fly direct to la Blanche from 7500ft at Blayeul, in a south-westerly wind,
in the lee of the tete Gross and other mountains of the pre-Alpes. The
joke about this of course was that I had followed exactly the same plan,
in the same conditions, several years ago - and it didn't work then,
either!
We sank rapidly below the high mountains,
eventually having to ridge-soar the low hills (no, the really low
hills) near Seyne airfield. I think we recorded a low point of 800ft above
airfield height before luck intervened with a last-gasp thermal over the
town that got me slowly back into the soarable world. I knew that as long
as I hung on to the thermal, its drift towards Dormillouse would get us
away, and so it proved.
Back on the parcours proper, I flew along
la Blanche and immediately hit strong wave that got us to 12000ft, just 25
minutes after our low point at Seyne - it's quite an impressive sport,
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