Rage buggies and dog shows

So yesterday started off far too early for a Saturday. I had breakfast and then took the dogs for a long walk. After they were suitably knackered I then got in the car and drove up to Windsor. This for our company summer ‘jolly’. It was at the bosses country residence. It wasn’t bad for a semi, only 4 acres of garden though and the pool wasn’t very big. There was a catering company there doing various burgers and stuff and an outside bar serving champagne. After two glasses I stuck to the beer otherwise I would have been completely shit faced. After about an hour of yacking we were divided up into three teams and off we went for activities. We started on the ‘Rage Buggies’ which were great fun. We were instructed to use right foot only for throttle and brake. So as soon as we got in of course we were all left foot braking and thrashing the hell out of the things. After buggies we recharged at the bar and then did ‘laser clays’, which is basically clay pigeon shooting without the cartridges. It was pretty fun through we all had a good laugh. Finally after more burgers and beers it was time for quad bikes, this was also great. Anyway, didn’t win anything, but overall our team ‘won’ so we all have a tacky medal.

More drink was consumed. It’s true that most of the company are pretty ugly. There are a couple of cute artists though. It was also very nice to see my colleague there who only three weeks ago had an operation for tongue cancer, considering, he looked fabulous. At about 9PM we all got into taxis and went to a rather nice little hotel in central Windsor. After a brew and a shower we all descended into the bar for more beers and a selection of egg crest sandwiches, which were followed by more egg crest sandwiches. Went to bed.

Woke up at about 6AM, went back to sleep. Managed in the end to get up at about 8:45. Went down to breakfast, wasn’t feeling too bad. Met up with others, had breakfast and vast amounts of black coffee. The serving boys were very cute, there was a couple I would have quite happily jumped. Jenna commented that aren’t they a big young and don’t I want some one with a more mature front end. We need to have a discussion.

Got into a Taxi with a colleague and went back to bosses house to pick up the car. Then drove home via two more Gromits.

Then the family got in the car and we all drove to Ashton Court for the Hollyhedge fun dog show. We walked round for a bit and then got rained on. That eventually stopped. I registered both dogs for ‘best rescue’. We went for a good walk around the place as everything was running late. The sun came out, we queued up with far too many dogs to be interviewed. Sasha did her usual jump up and mug everyone. Dillon just sat there and looked cute. Sasha won a ‘highly recommended’, Dillon won bugger all. We hung around for the raffle and also didn’t win anything on that. Got in the car just in time for it to piss down. Drove home. I then popped out and got petrol. Did about an hours flying, then did all the accounts. Printed out the Visa’s for Turkey.

There was a thing through the door from the police about complaints about pavement parking in this road, my favourite subject. They said they would start ticketing people, is there a god after all?

After yesterdays euphoria, the most exciting thing I did today was purchase dog insurance

So started off with doing lots of fun work doing systems testing. Okay, it wasn’t fun but had to be done. Can’t go into too many exciting details.

Walked the dogs. Uneventful. Went to the gym and did pump, uneventful. Not even the cute boy was there. Did more work.

I bought dog insurance. He mustn’t get ill for 14 days, but is covered for injury, so if he looks a bit peeky I’ll punch him in the face.

Of to the company ‘Summer Event’ tomorrow, god knows what that will be like.

I am a hovering god

Woke up at the crack of dawn, well it was just before 7:30. Let the dogs out, got breakfast and a coffee. Cruised porn (okay, email, FB, weather). Got up and then trundled up the M5. I was at Staverton airport by 9AM. Popped in the Transair shop, very small. Met up with Captain James, we had a small chat about power levels, inches of mercury (manifold pressure) and attitude (that’s where it’s pointing, not that I’m a cunt). We jumped in the R22 (after I got my cushion). I ran through the check-list and fired her up (is it a she?). James taxied to the heli-pad and then started off on a shallow ascent. At 1000ft I took the cyclic and the pedals. We then did a short circuit around at different airspeeds. I was on top of the flap-back this time and had no problems changing attitudes and airspeeds. I then turned back to the airport and entered a shallow descent. James took over the last 500ft. We then stopped in the circle at the end of the runway. It was hover time! I took the cyclic and the pedals, a couple of wobbles and then I just stayed there. Started playing around a bit, moved around the circle and then got back to the centre of it. I then took over the collective and started varying the heights as well. So that was it, I was in control of everything, I didn’t flip it over, I didn’t whack the tail in the ground and didn’t whack the rotor into the tail boom. Oddly when I turned up there, all thoughts of mast bumping, vortex rings and low rpm stalls vanished. I never felt nervous of frightened at any point. Even when I was solely in control of the whole thing I felt entirely comfortable. It’s no different really to driving a car, except it’s in three dimensions. I spent about half hour practising hovering and landing. I then headed down the runway and James parked it back at the hanger. I was very pleased with my progress. I talked to James about using the simulator, he said, “Whatever you’re doing keep it up it’s working. Even if it chops off a couple of hours that’s going to save you six hundred quid.” So the X-Plane practice has certainly paid off. I’ll try and continue an hour a day on that. If anything actually, the real thing is slightly easier to hover than the simulator, probably because you get a sense of perspective. Next time we are doing ascents and descents at different power levels. It’s going to be about three weeks though as we are off on holiday, still I have to read up on air law as in about 17 hours I need to fly solo. Captain James was pleased at my progress and certainly so was I.

Drove back down the M5, started work at 11:30. Finally got the assets for something I needed to get on with, so got on with that. Work all the way through to 7. Got a hell of a lot done really. Went out for a run, then came back and did even more work.

So good day all in all. Once again I came back smiling, that’s the important thing. And it was cracking weather, flying just above the haze was amazing. I must stop looking at frighteningly expensive Bose headsets.

So teeth jet washed, done for 12 months

Started fairly early this morning, well took Sasha to daycare at 6:30, but started work early. Lots to work on, lots to fix. Did some major changes, may undo them yet. Need to think on them. Captain James phoned and moved my flight time earlier, as the Friday weather is supposed to be bad. Weather looks good tomorrow.

Went to the hygienist and had my teeth scraped and jet washed, that’s it there for another twelve months. Came back and picked Sasha up. Came back home and Dillon had left a little ‘present’.

Finished off work, then went for a run. Came back and did my hours flying, going well. Practised hovering, transitions and changing attitudes. See how well it pays off tomorrow.

I now have the peddles, I’m a fully qualified flight sim geek

So started off fixing alignment on a 64 bit allocator. Then probably spent about the next five errors searching for a GPU hang. Found it in the end using a bit of know how and hand disassembling the render list. That was fun. Many more things like that to come no doubt. Skipped lunch as I wanted to clock up a couple of extra hours.

Went for a run, had a shower, then plugged in my new pedals…I got the Cessna one’s which okay aren’t the same as an R22 but they are as good as I’m going to get. Got them set up on the iMac with XPlane 10. Woohoo, after I stopped the wheelie chair from going backwards they were great. Stops me from cocking up the collective control. I did an hour of hovering and flying, almost beginning to get the hang of it. Read about half the pilot book last night, will do a bit more tonight. Looking forward to the next lesson now, hopefully the simulator time will all pay off.

So I can almost hover (on the simulator)

Work was a bit of a pain as I was waiting around for data to build and then moved on to something else. Mind you the ‘something else’ is pretty good, so no real complaints there.

Walked the dogs, very well behaved. Went to combat, good fun.

Came back, did some more work, then fired up x-plane 10. Still don’t have my peddles yet, but I’m now beginning to hover, and recover from bad situations. I think it’s going to be much easier when I get the peddles as I keep moving the collective at the moment when moving the torque pedals as it’s on the same stick. So the time is slowly paying off, I’ll try and get an hour a day in, split between hovering and normal flight. Got lots of complex books to read as well. May have an early night tonight and do some reading.

If I owned a stake house, it would be called, ‘Apocalypse Cow’

So this morning I woke up to Sasha licking my face. So I went downstairs and let the dogs out. Dillon had left a large present in the dinning room, I left it there. At about 11AM I persuaded Jamie that breakfast was required for two dogs and me. Dillon’s gift still remained. I had breakfast and read the paper. Jamie went to the bathroom. Now he only does this for two reasons, one he’s going to work, two he wants sex. He wasn’t working today. I shut Dillon outside the bedroom, Sasha was under the bed, but she had her iPod on. We had pretty average sex. I got up and did some gardening. The neighbour came over and asked if he could encourage me to cut down the man eating thorn tree overhanging the road, I obliged. I also tidied up the back garden a bit as well. Picked up all the dog shit.

I had eggs for lunch. We then took the dogs out. Happy families, dad and dad and the two kids. We went up to the field in Almondsbury. Sasha was let off lead and was fine. Dillon pulled and was very jealous. I left Jamie to walk back with them and I went off geocaching. There’s were two awkward ones I wanted to tick off. About three hours of walking, but I got them both.

Came back home and did an hours flying on the simulator. I seemed to work fine with two joysticks plugged in the Mac, so I’ve bought the peddles. Hovering is improving….slowly. Then I did the accounts and had a bath. Watched Jamie’s, ‘Sonic Retrospective’ while soaking. It wasn’t bad. Now it’s time for tea. Busy couple of weeks ahead and then off on holiday which will be nice.