Here's what I did yesterday and today.
At work I'm under considerable time pressure at the moment, and so look forward to the weekends for a bit of R&R. The way this weekend has gone I'm now looking forward to the working week instead.
Saturday morning was overcast, so breakfast and then coffee with the paper. Then a chat with my neighbour who brought round a bottle of wine in return for me watering the greenhouse while they were off sailing round the Greek islands. Early afternoon out to the gliding club to fly the big glider. Get there and the weather doesn't look too hot. Then there are reports of several landouts and aerotow retrieves required. Brief one of the tug pilots, as he's going to a farm strip I've flown from a lot in the past. Decide not to fly the glider and go home. I've got the hydraulic copy unit set up on the lathe ready to make a couple of parts for the traction engines. I file up the pattern, fit it and start experimenting. There's a problem with the orientation of the follower as it is driving the unit flat out at one point. Re-orient the follower to cure the problem. Sort of works, so I start cutting. Then the follower twists and drives the tool into the work, and the lathe jams solid and stalls. As a plus the carbide insert survives. Sulk. Cut another length of 3" diameter bar. Hacksaw and file a new follower without the crank, so it shouldn't twist. Doesn't work. That explains why the straight followers I have are cylinders, not wedges. More lessons learnt. Fix original follower. Now seems to work well. Except there are two slight marks on the work where I don't expect them. Trace these to small indents in the pattern where previous foul ups have dented the pattern. File these away and carry on. System has a wobbly and I end up with an undersize part. Give up and have a big sulk, and also have a nasty accident with a large bar of Fruit 'n' Nut after which I feel better.
Sunday morning get up early and after breakfast have another go with the hydraulic copy unit. Perfect, in an hour I have a spiffing part, yippee. Have coffee and post on ME forum. Earlier in the week I'd agreed to fly up to the Welland gliding club for tea on Sunday, as it's their flying week. Go out to the club about 1:30pm after the grid has been launched. Sort out the tug and stick a rope in the back (you never know when you might need it). Second tug is taxiing back to refuel so plan to check that pilot is happy for me to take the tug away. Get beaten to it by a club member demanding that I get my rear in gear and go out and launch club gliders as the other tug is going to do an aerotow retrieve to Dunstable. Explain that I'm not on duty, but am happy to do a couple of tows before heading off. Total chaos ensues; takes an hour to do two tows as club gliders keep landing long and blocking the takeoff run. And, since the day is dying, there are a lot of gliders landing so have to hold off from landing. Eventually make it to the Welland club at Lyveden. I haven't got out of the tug before I'm accosted by a glider pilot demanding a tow back to Hus Bos. Explain that I've not come from Hus Bos, but Gransden, and I'm here for tea not retrieves. He apologises and I go and get tea. The Hus Bos tug turns up and off goes their glider. Then another glider lands, and what do you know, it's a Gransden glider. Speak to pilot and it turns out he's flying a comp at Dunstable and so wants a tow there rather than Gransden. No problem, as it's not far out of my way and will be cheaper for him as I'm already on hand. Start taxiing out and there's a problem. Some wally has driven the tractor and gang mower over the aerotow rope and got it tangled up. Dooooh. Speak to glider pilot and we ring the club to say I will be back at some point and not to institute a missing aircraft report with the emergency services, as by now it's getting late. Fortunately someone knows how to splice a rope and eventually we head off with a rope that is 6 feet shorter than it used to be. Pleasant flight towards Dunstable checking the map as Dunstable is inside Luton controlled airspace and it would be embarrassing to enter it accidentally. Equals probable prosecution and loss of licence. Pilot pulls off a bit south of Bedford at 3800 feet and I wish him well in the rest of the comp and head back to Gransden. Get help with refueling and washing plus all the other small tasks that need doing. Head home for supper.
Man, I'm looking forward to the beginning of the working week for a rest!
Andrew