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Motorheads
go Soaring
By Don Jordan
Photos by Bruce Brown
Feb 2, 2005
Don Jordan, A PPG Instructor who survives the winter by
spending it in Mexico, welcomed three fellow motor pilots to join in some PG
(Paragliding) at the renowned soaring site Valle de Bravo. This is their story
as told by Don Jordan.
I met three Ohio PPG pilots, two of whom are instructor/dealers, and drove us
to Valle de Bravo, about 2 hours West of Mexico City. We had signed up for a
week of PG lessons & flights from the well known site named El Pinon,
elevation about 7,700' ASL. Much of the footage from the "Try Hard"
video was filmed there. Monday Jan 10th was our 1st day. Two of us had flown PG
before, the other two had not, so we launched early at 9:55am. I went 1st for a
12 minute sled ride to the LZ, which in Mexico is called the "piano",
as in "I went down (or fell) like a...." ! It was a very mild day, so
we were able to get in two flights that afternoon, one at 3:10 pm & 4:40 pm.
Both were also sled rides, mine :14 & :10. Since it was about an hour ride
up, another hour ride back to the hotel, we had spent about 10 hours in the
process, which for me produced a total of :36
min. of air time. On that 1st day I was already missing my motor!
Several of the other three did better. Normally for new pilots there is only
one flight in the morning & a 2nd in the afternoon, avoiding the mid day
heavy thermal periods. That day had been overcast, however, so that afternoon we
got in two. As the week progressed, we discovered that our "bump"
tolerances were improving to the point that we could fly later in the mornings
& launch earlier in the afternoons. On Tue. I got in 64 min. air time on two
flights.
Wed. morning was overcast, so we decided to go to one of only two places in
Mexico where the Monarch butterflies gather for the winter. Estimates of the
number varied from 5 to 10 million in the tiny part of the forest we visited,
covering perhaps 1 acre. We rode horseback about 2/3 rds of the way, hiking the
last & steepest part to 10,200' ASL. The sun broke thru the overcast for
several minutes at a time, after which we could see wings starting to flutter
& a few flying, but the cold 50*F air kept most of them covering tree trunks
& branches. We never did see the mass exodus to the watering hole we had
been told about. After an hour or more we became chilled & returned to the
horses for the ride back down. Wed. at 3:20pm produced another sled ride for me
lasting all of :19 min. One of the other pilots in the group, again not one of
us four, headed out cross country. He overflew several good landing fields &
landed in a tall pine tree. Hanging some 25' or so above the ground, he threw
his reserve, slid down the lines & dropped the last 10' for so to the
ground. It was dark by then with the wing 45' up in the tree. The next morning
his gear was gone & he had to pay a $300 ransom to get it back from a farmer
who had cut the branch, dropping everything to the ground. In the process his
digital camcorder was smashed & the paraglider ripped & torn.
Thursday was not much better for me, two flights lasting :36 min. So far 4
days & 8 flights = 2hr 48 min. One of the pilots in the group (again not one
of the four of us) was hit hard while in a thermal, his wing collapsed, he spun
5 revolutions before recovering into a surge & forward collapse. He had
partially deployed his reserve when his wing stabilized & recovered. Earlier
that day he had a 60% collapse where one wing tip had wrapped around the
opposite one. Again it had redeployed successfully. His nickname became Acro
Dave. There were several other collapses & spins that we heard about but did
not witness.
Friday
was much better. My morning flight launch at 10:35 lasted :56 min. during which
I caught several thermals, once climbing 2,200' over launch to about 9,900' ASL.
I had almost sunk out to the "piano" which is about 6,000' ASL when I
found myself inside one which shot me up 3,200'.
Our instructor had briefed us to watch other pilots & if they were
climbing in a thermal to rush over to join them in order to enter the thermal
& climb. This led to some very hairy times, with many pilots orbiting in
tight spirals upwards like a hive of bees. I was climbing behind another pilot
named Heidi when off to my left I heard someone shout "look out!" I
watched as he shot by me and collided with her, collapsing the right 1/2 of her
wing & the left 1/2 half of his. Fortunately their bodies did not collide,
their wings reinflated & they flew apart. Heidi continued to fly for another
30-40 min. during which time she had a full frontal followed by a 50%
asymmetrical collapse. She finished the day doing a tandem with her boyfriend
that afternoon. He did not do a proper preflight of the harness & failed to
notice a carabineer was not attached. On launch they both swung to the attached
side, the wing spun, & they were hurdled into the brush below. Fortunately
neither were seriously hurt.
In another incident a pilot was rapidly closing on another, so he started
down on the brakes until he stalled the wing & went into a spin. He was able
to recover about 200' over the forest. Since I had managed to gain the required
1,500' over launch, I headed out "over the back" to a soccer field
where a wind sock was installed & regularly used as a LZ. 1st one of us four
to go "over the top" ! Proud was I. That afternoon I didn't launch
until 5:20 pm due to high winds & had a :40 min. flight.
Saturday morning was our last flight. I Launched at 10:30am for a wonderful 1
hr. :14 min. flight. Got to 2,760' over launch & headed out "over the
top" with the only other one in our foursome to do so. He landed about 1.5
kilometers short, and I managed to make it to the coveted Joban LZ where we
lunched most days, some 6.7 mi. from the launch site. I had climbed a total of 6
laps and 5,940' during the flight. What a blast!
Saturday morning saw some 30 pilots arrive from Norway making the launch site
very crowded with perhaps 60 pilots. One of them got into an spin, panicked
& threw "the laundry". His reserve parachute opened, but he came
down hard in the forest & broke his leg.
That afternoon we went to see the launch site situated high above the
beautiful lake which surrounds Valle de Bravo. There is a tiny landing strip
just along the lake shore that had been marked with a large circle for those
competing in the spot landing contest. We watched as 1/2 dozen launched, then
headed down to watch the landings. It was a good 1/2 hour drive down & by
that time they had all landed, several in the shallow water next to the LZ.
Kevin Biernacki, a very experienced instructor for Superfly in Salt Lake City
& a member of the US Paragliding Cross Country Team, had launched in a
tandem with his wife Christie. They had ridden up to the launch site with us
that afternoon & were competing in the spot landing contest. On approach to
the LZ, in the oversize tandem wing, Kevin misjudged the clearance & snagged
the trees lining the shore. The wing hung up in the tree, penduluming them into
a wood & concrete dock. Both had serious injuries, with Christie suffering
the worst, being out in front. The were airlifted in a helicopter to a hospital
in Mexico City in stable but serious condition.
I roomed with fellow instructor Bruce Brown for the week. We both agreed that
we had been exposed to a much more dangerous form of flight, mainly due to the
thermic conditions they seek out to stay airborne. For the two of us, PPG is far
less risk since we advocate flying in mild conditions, early morning or late
evening. In addition we have the option, thanks to the motor, of flying out of
situations that might prove dangerous otherwise.
We thoroughly enjoyed the experience, becoming much
more familiar with the incredible durability and stability of our wings. And we
thanked the good Lord for keeping the four of us safe. But as soon as I got home
I went to my storeroom that serves as my hanger & kissed my motor, vowing
never to forsake her again. Long live PPG!
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