The weather is not cooperating, at all. Today I suspect that you
could have pedalled a plane along the runway and the resulting gusts of wind
would have flung it airborne. Despite this I’m still anxiously stalking the weather
forecast in the vain hope that the winds will miraculously die, the clouds open
and sunny skies will prevail. I think I might be showing signs of desperation,
I got momentarily excited when I saw this in today’s forecast:
TAF CYTZ 101938Z 1020/1120 27015G25KT P6SM FEW040 BKN070
BECMG 1102/1104 FEW070
BECMG 1106/1108 27010KT
FM111500 24012KT P6SM BKN080
For those of you who don’t speak TAF, the above suggests that there
may well be a period from 11:00 tomorrow where the winds will be from 240°T at 12Knots, which
could just be barely within the acceptable limits.BECMG 1102/1104 FEW070
BECMG 1106/1108 27010KT
FM111500 24012KT P6SM BKN080
Unfortunately the next line tells me all I should need to know
BECMG 1116/1118 23020G35KT
The only bit of that you need to see is the 20 gusting 35 knots
from 12:00p.m. That’s nasty; put it this way a 35 knot headwind means I’m over
halfway to taking off without even moving! A brisk taxiing pace could see me airborne.
Even knowing this, and this is where the stupidity comes in, for a
brief moment I was contemplating if I could time a lesson so that I’d be
airborne during that magic hour. Seriously, that’s how stupid people die. My
first solo is not the time to be pushing the envelope and I’d reckon even a fully-fledged
PPL would be looking twice at those numbers! Desperation is not a friend of
sanity or safety.
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