. I get to launch at around 3...the earlier helis are very tentative and touchy feely after the previous events...2 or 3 wobbly revs max and an exit...probably a little post traumatic stress as much as I loath to admit it. I saw a lot of this type of thing after ‘nam. I am still not entirely sure why things went so badly wrong those two days earlier...the late afternoon though sees me settle down with much more success and lots of good helicos for loads of revs and more pilots than of late to boot. There are also a load of cock ups as usual but nothing a bit of cussing and a lot of heaving on the brakes wont take care of...and to be honest I am now so used to seeing my wing performing origami and making loud flapping noises that even these damage control and recovery measures have become a lot of fun to fly. They are also making me feel so much safer in the long run as I am now feeling that there is nothing normal flight can throw at me I wont be able to handle. As a wise man once said if accro was easy it would be called cross country. I fly some hi G loops to celebrate and top land happy for a rest...this in itself is no mean feat when the mountain is working its magic as the amount of lift here means approaching from 50 meters below, doing a 180 low over launch and fullstalling in...you may not get it right first time...you may not get it right every time...you may not get it right...mine this time was a little bit of a whoops, crash”...I’M OK!!!...”