Well there we were at the end of another year with the responsibility of overseeing the the National Stunt championships bearing down on us at a rapid rate. It was time however to reflect also on the times shared together, whether in competitions or the simple enjoyment of sport flying and the winding down towards a well earned rest that this holiday season brings. To celebrate the season we were again privileged to be graced with Santa's presence and some small tokens of large doses of sugar in glittering bags while we sat around and caught up with one another's life events over a further injection of cholesterol in the form of a sizzling sausage. Sounds Good , Hey! Well it can't have been all bad because we had to send out for extra supplies to meet the demand from so many welcome members and partners.
Thankyou to our own cackleberrys for stepping up to do the sausage sizzle in Les's absence and to Chris for donning the red suit and all that goes with it.
We need to say at this point that the clearing sale was a resounding success, and a special thank you to one member of the club who was responsible for more than half the purchases. Well done! Thank you in particular to our ex member for providing the club with an opportunity to host the sale and commission the club with a percentage of the proceeds. The club raised in excess of $100.
There was no doubt that Santa was in sizzling form himself, although he did seem to have some sort of fixation about a pencil which he kept mentioning. Never mind Santa it will work itself out by next year I'm sure.
Boomerang Competition
Going with the newly formed tradition the club also hosts a novelty event on the day. This year belonged to the Boomerangs (Rangs). Despite the Presidents chagrin about the event it none the less proceeded. A variety of 6 styles of Boomerang marketed by the national champion were made available for contestants to choose from. Each had different flight characteristics. A variety of throwing styles emerged as contestants took to the field. Some thought brute force would do it. Some had medical conditions not uncommon at our age which made it difficult to throw, others just had NFI (which you will need to interpret) and despite assistance.. some were just pig headed. The aim of the contest was to have the lowest distance from the launch point to the landing aggregated over a number of throws. Gavin proved the point that it is not always the strongest arm that wins and he walked away with a boxed set of French wine which I am sure he will do justice to.
It just goes to show what some people will do for a drink....
Several people have commented how well tended the field is looking. Well it would be remiss not to say that this is due to the effort put in by Pete Koch who not only services the mower beyond its life expectancy but goes round and round and round keeping those circles as smooth as all get out. Thanks Pete!
There was of course flying also on the day.
Whilst Davey's Go Devil true to its name had a devil of a time just keeping the motor in the plane; Robin's ancient Super Zilch gave a great display with the sparky from yesteryear.