Time for a bit of coastal soaring hehehe, it had not been good for a while so when I guessed a good day could be had at Newhaven Sussex, I could not let it pass, so having checked tide times, i got an early start from home. As the tide was due to go out at 12ish, it was not too early. I arrived at 11am, wind looked a little too westerly, and light, so took my time getting to the top by having brunch, there was no one there at the time? Odd I thought, only one guy at Caburn as well, maybe Southern, had something on elsewhere. By the time I got to take off there was a guy doing a tandem with family and friends, wind was a little light and sw. Not bad for a bimble. The tandem was doing a few beats then beach landing, not enough wind for him to get back along the cliff lip, I had a little wait for the wind tocome on a bit and took off about 12.30 had lots of beats to the west, checking the tide, after about an hour it got enough room tp land if needed, the wind started to get stronger which started to ghive nme plenty of lift round to peacehaven and Trelscombe, I played with the Seagulls back anf forth for about an hour, not quite giving me enough height to bother with the jump over the gap, to head towards Brighton. I also found that the Seagulls were not going across either! so I thought why bother and headed back towards Newhaven, thought to myself 'where is everybody' and went back for a drink and eats. As I landed another couple of guys had arrived, at last another wind dummy while I have a break, the tandem had a few more top to bottoms, but things were dropping off and going more west by then, I do not think the other guys had any air time so I thought I would see what was going on and show them if there was any thing working, I had had a good flight so did not worry about landing out as I could head home. I took off got abit off lift and headed west, as I got to the corner, instead of the lift as normal, with the wind even more westerly, I hit sink, by the time I turned back out of it I was 30ft below the top, the wing top that is, I thought oh well, better me than the Southern guy for a sleigh ride to the beach, hahahahahha. And it was a sleigh ride, glad my wing is quick to turn, I got to just before the cars, turned tight as pos into wind and landed nicely in front of the car, apart from the lack of company in the air, I thought with a big grin on my face what a perfect end to a day. As I packed up i saw the guy I met when I arrived flying he port wall, well out, but not high enough above the sea for my liking, having seen the people in the sea below him, thought 'hope someone has a knife on them there. Just in case' I had met him before at Dunstable, think he is South American. Nearly as bad as the Polish Hehehehhe.
