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A great story Shorty and I love your poem.
Here are a few hat cam videos from today.
Race 1
Race 2
Race 5
A hearty poem from Shorty….
Ahoy, mateys! A tale I shall spin, of a day fine and fair,
At Puddleduck Vineyard, where DF95s did fare.
A gentle breeze, a westerly blow,
Set the scene for racing, a grand and glorious show.Though weary from championships, I couldn’t resist,
To join the fourteen skippers, a sight to be kissed.
Trout, back on his feet, though not yet in the race,
Took on the RO’s role, keeping us all in our place.A figure-eight course, ’twas the path we did sail,
When winds be a-changin’, this course will not fail.
Bodge, he be the one, with two victories grand,
While I, yours truly, took third in the land.Jammy, he sailed well, though no wins did he claim,
But Connor, young Nick, he rose to great fame.
Five points ahead, he sailed with such might,
“He’ll whip our butts,” I said, and I was right!So raise a glass, me hearties, to Connor so bold,
His victory today, a tale to be told.
And to all the skippers, who braved the blue sea,
A grand day of racing, at Puddleduck, d’ye see!Wow! Thanks Dave. They are fantastic videos. I really like the sound tracks that you use also 👍
You have a great setup and can fly your drones like a professional 🙂
Great write up JP. Thank you very much for looking after the PRO on behalf of Bodge and myself.
I took a guess at what might have happened today by looking at the scoresheet and the wind history on Willy Weather and I came up with this poem with the help of AI. It’s amazing how close it is to your story!
Thirteen sailors, keen and bright,
Turned up to race, with all their might.
But Dennis’ gear, it met its fate, A DNF, poor mate!The Nationals called, at Montrose town,
But word got ’round, a whispered renown,
At Puddleduck, the podium’s near,
A chance to win, and banish fear!The wind, a trickster, sly and bold,
From southwest, northwest, stories told,
Ten knots it seemed, a gentle breeze,
But twenty knots, it aimed to tease!The final races, seven and eight,
Some sailors struggled, sealed their fate.
The wind’s strong gusts, a fearsome test,
Some boats gave up, and took a rest.The Admiral and Hedley, neck and neck,
In DF65s, no time to check,
‘Twas tied, by Jove, a stunning sight,
The Admiral won, by countback’s light!And JP, third, a worthy place,
Despite the PRO’s tiring chase.
While Sue, our scorer, tireless, true,
We thank her much, for all she’d do!Great videos Mike & Kermit.
I was relieved to see Scotty’s PC-9 undamaged after the power failure on take off!
For those that are interested, here is an AI poetry version of today’s write up….
Seven sails on Puddleduck’s glassy sheen,
A Nationals’ draw, a Montrose scene.
East wind’s promise, a southerly’s sway,
The dam’s own whims held sway that day.Buoys one to four, a looping track,
Seven boats danced, there was no turning back.
Zero to three knots, a fickle breeze,
From hero to zero, amongst the trees.Close-hauled battles, a clustered fight,
One moment leading, then lost to the light.
JP’s bright start, a winning streak,
Four firsts claimed, the victory to speak.Rosco’s close chase, two wins he earned,
Fifteen points tallied, a second place earned.
Sneaky Geoff slipped into third with grace,
Consistency’s virtue, he held his place.Gadget’s bold stroke, a monopoly broke,
Race six he conquered, a winning spoke.
Geoff’s near triumph, a twist of fate,
A backward detour, JP’s gain was great.Next week’s small fleet, the Nationals’ call,
JP’s kind offer, to PRO for all.
Friendly hands will lighten the load,
On Puddleduck’s waters, where stories are sowed.Great videos everyone 👍
Kermit, here is a link to the Flite Test Forum page where they have plans for various planes including the 800mm Spitfire which can be built out of cardboard.
There is all sorts of specs for what motor, battery etc that can be used.
The Spitfire plans are at the FT Spitfire – Plans link.https://forum.flitetest.com/index.php?threads/scaled-ft-plans-available-by-request.8831/
