Requiem for a Vindy
Posted by John Erickson on Sep 14, 2002, 01:59
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Requiem for a Vindy
The forecast was for rain, but they made a slight correction
"Winds gusting to 30 from the westerly direction"
When picking planes for days like these I'm not a big debater
This clearly was a job for my trusty Vindicator
I drove up to the slope with a reckless abandon
and did a quick range check at the top of that green canyon
The ocean down below was wild and filled with foam
From up on top there was no doubt the Vindy had come home
This beautiful old ship of carbon, foam and glass
looked like a mighty hunter as it sat there in the grass
And as I threw her out o'er the spectacular abyss
I really wasn't thinking of the phone calls I had missed
She made a couple passes at about 110
Down for a beach run and then back on top again
Through outside loops and dives that would make you back away
the plane just kept on cruising through this monumental day
A feeling came to me that was a rising of the soul
I'd reached a Nirvana...but then that fu*!@ng pole
I didn't think I was that close as I setup for a turn
"Speed sucks up the ground" was a lesson I had learned
It didn't crash as much as it just came to a quick stop
From 90 down to 0 with just a little pop
As I approached the gruesome scene I gave a little sigh
The wings just hung suspended and the v-tail fluttered by
Surprisingly I found that I was not really dejected
it was sort of cool the way the radio ejected
As I gathered up the pieces I harbored no real malice
I waxed philosophic as I searched for the ballast
I thought of glider heaven where the skies are seldom black
Combat in the front and DS'ing off the back
And out there where the lift is strong and the days are always windy
Streaks the spirit of what once flew proud, my good old trusty Vindy
JE
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