After just making it to the Grade before it shut down, I climb out while watching the gloom fill in from the southwest. Notice the last bit of blue sky disappearing to the left.

2,500 feet and a strange feeling of impending humidity and general dampness begins to take hold.

Where have I seen this Favorite Grade Bowl shot before? Oh, ya... from about 3 years ago on another flight, a photo of which can be seen here.

Now this would be a nice place to have. Just launch from your back yard. The High Ranch overlooking the Grade. Right after I landed, I ran into a woman who recognized this spot from the photo on the camera and knew the people who owned it.

Took a glide for Goat then turned around and came back to the Gultch. The two gliders in the foreground are John Blacet on the left and John "Top Landing" Deaguiar on the right. John D. came in low when it was dying and pulled off a nice top landing next to the Picnic Table. The other two gliders are Charley and Leo.

One of the heart warming messages you see when you leave the Stumptown watering hole. A blast to hang out with the buds again. I was feeling no pain by the time I pulled out of there.

Anybody's glider get wet besides mine? Notice the pool of standing water in my bag as it rests on my office floor. The glider must have weighed 120 lbs after it was fully rammed with rain on the way home. Now that makes a lot of sense... a bag that lets all the water in but won't let it out.

When it comes to priorities, drying the glider outweighs all other computer factors. Notice the printer and wireless network box shoved aside to make room for the tips. I had to prop it up to drain the water from the D-Tubes. Anything for a Grade flight, right?