I’ve had a busy couple of weeks involving exciting gliding and some fairly exciting work. The exciting gliding was on a trip to Lake Keepit Soaring Club, between Tamworth and Gunnedah on the North West Slopes and Plains of NSW. It’s lovely countryside and was nice and green after recent rains. It was warm (mid-20s) and humid.
I drove up (5+ hours) with Joe Veness, a friend from the gliding club at Camden. The soaring weather was reasonable, but it was a bit late in the year and the days are a bit short for very long flights. He was trying for his Silver C flight (5 hours and 50 kilometres). I was just looking for some fun cross-country flying – my next badge goal is 500 kilometres and that needs a good summer thermal day.
I was given a lovely glider – a Discus 2c. It’s manufacturer, Schempp-Hirth, describes it as “Der DISCUS-2c ist mit seiner Spannweite von 18 m eine interessante Alternative zum 15 m-Standardklasseflugzeug.”

It has interchangeable wingtips that give it a 15-metre or 18-metre wingspan. This is because there’s a racing class of glider restricted to 15-metre wingspan. I flew it as an 18-metre craft – my first experience with long wings. It was lovely to fly – it’s efficient at quite high speeds with a best glide angle of about 45 to 1. It is fitted with an Altair gliding computer – Altair ist ein moderner Segelflugcomputer der Extraklasse: mit seinem brillanten Farbbildschirm und der einfachen Bedienung ist Altair der ideale PDA-Ersatz!”
Keepit is a lovely spot – at dusk the kangaroos come out of the trees and graze on the edge of the grass runways. They have to be chased off if there are any gliders still flying then.
We left our shoes out on the veranda of our cabin (to stop tiny burrs getting into the carpet) and in the morning they were scattered on the grass and partly chewed. A local pet dog got the blame the first night, but he wasn’t there on the second night and the blame shifted to a fox or dingo. The dog’s owner had to apologise to him. Joe’s flipflops were badly mauled.
We managed a 10-minute flight in a vintage Bell 47 (as used in Mash) helicopter that was passing through. Exciting low-level buzzing around with a lovely sunset over the local mountain ridges.
We had three days flying. I managed a 3 1/2 – hour flight and covered about 160 kilometres, and some local soaring. Joe didn’t get his Silver 50k, but did manage the height gain of 1,000 metres. Our best day was still not an easy one, with lift to almost 6,000 feet but some blue holes with no lift at all. I nearly had to land at Gunnedah but was rescued by stretching my glide to a lone puffy white cloud.
It’s still very exciting to head away from the home airfield knowing that if the lift runs out you’ll have to land in a paddock somewhere.
There was an interesting bunch of people there. A French-Canadian couple in a campervan were stopping off during their Australian adventures to do some gliding, there was an American, and a guy up from Melbourne. The staff were all friendly and helpful. A pleasant autumn break.