We live in a nice valley surrounded by pretty big mountains so I'll get a lot of practice, this month, flying in mountains. It's awfully exhilarating to circle a mountaintop deathray array at cloud level and (it's against the alleged law to toss stuff from airplanes, so of course I'm not going to say I did that) bless it in a material way!
On the way back, I flew across a little cumulus cloud so I could see my airplane shadow and that round rainbow all around it and this was the first time I'd flown above and close to any clouds, which is also 'illegal' of course. Sheesh. I didn't see any feds up there, so no worry!
The reason I picked this one as my first is because it's called Hoodoo Mountain and the world order is founded on infantile masonic/jesuit/vryal/triad hoodoo, of course. I tried getting to that death ray array six years ago but somebody owns the whole mountain and access was blocked about halfway up. I did manage to slow down the effect considerably by painstakingly surrounding the mountain with towerbusters but today I definitely finished the job.
From up there I lined up two more accessible (to me
) mountain top hard targets that I'll get to soon
and another couple of peaks which Kelly gifted with
a lot of difficulty about four years ago but on
which the sewer rats have erected some more
weatherballs and other death transmitters, since.
Let's see these nazi jerks stay ahead of my gifting
efforts after this, heheh. I was only gone forty minutes and climbed steadily, after leaving hte field's 1000' traffic pattern, to around 6000 feet--arriving at that altitude right before I got to the peak. The mountaintop is ten miles from the field. The other hard targets I mentioned are all within easy range, too. I had to dive under some clouds that were forming, just above the array, but I got a clear view of it as I circled and 'blessed' it. I took note of how the little clouds below me were moving so I could detect downdrafts but the wind was light and the flying was pretty smooth. All the way there, I took note of emergency landing spots, which is what any pilot does, especially ultralight pilots. I had already determined my glide rate, so can count on gliding a mile for every thousand feet of altitude. I practically glide the remaining couple of miles back to the field from my comfortable cruising altitude, which is about a half mile above ground level. The first few times I banked the plane at that altitude was kind of startling because the sides of the cockpit are open and just a little bit wider than my shoulders. The second time I soloed (December) I forgot to buckle up, so I made very shallow turns, that time.
The parachute I installed on the plane is for if I'm ever over an area, like forest or water, where I can't reach a flat, cleared field or road if my engine quits. Meanwhile, I practice short landings with the engine off, just about every time, and experiment with airspeed and flap combinations on the approach. A mechanical lever operates the flaps and I have to slow the plane down a lot in order to apply full flaps. When the flaps go down I get a brief weightless sensation as the little plane takes a jump up--that was a little disconcerting the first couple of times, too.
I'm looking forward to getting the little turbo-cloudbuster installed so I can aim it at black helicopters and other predators while I'm flying. I especially like to aim at the psi corps predators and the 'non-lethal weapon' wielders in those choppers
My savvy pilot (previous military) buddy, D, in Hungary gave me some good advice about detecting the feds' tampering with my plane and I took that to heart and began applying it during my meticulous preflight inspection routines.
On one of our open-water gifting sorties in Florida the feds had poured about thirty gallons of water into our boat's fuel tank the night before we left Key West on our way toward the Dry Tortugas so I know what these criminals are willing to do to stop someone's healing efforts. The Operators must have worked overtime protecting us, that day, because we probably should have had engine failure about the time that US Navy patrol boat was headed at us, about fifty miles away from Key West, over one of their underground/underwater bases (yet another restricted area on the charts--go figure
) When the boat mechanic later told us about all the fresh water he drained from the tank (we had only been in salt water) he had no trouble accepting our explanation of why the feds had apparently done that to our boat. People in Florida are generally a lot more open minded, we found, than people in most other places in America, except Northern Idaho and a few other areas that are NOT fed-friendly.
By the way, I hope you'll pass around the very intelligent, comprehensive new online film, America; Freedom to Fascism. http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-1656880303867390173
Google is probably a CIA asset but the fact that they won't even dare censor this film on their own property probably indicates how close we are to getting rid of this criminal federal government.
~Don
~Don