July 3rd, 2017

The days have been quite hot, threatening to to tip over from the high 90's to triple digits for the last week. It managed to make it to 99 degrees today. Tomorrow should hit 100, and will likely remain that way for the rest of this week. The wind normally comes up in the afternoons, so if I am going to fly, I need to get out early. Dust Devils await those who venture out after one PM. I saw a couple the other day that must have been a 1000 feet in the air. I had to climb up on the roof to make sure that the columns were not smoke.

I wanted to check to see if there was actually anybody actually living in the Teepee that I had seen last week. A neighbor in that area. (20 miles or more away) related that some woman had been staying there last year.  ( It is an indicator of how remote this area is when someone living 20 or more miles away is a close neighbor. ☺) If you will notice there seems to be a shortage of "wimps" residing in this area of the world.  Either that or she is one cranky broad!

There was no one home, and it appeared that the place had been empty for quite sometime. I am guessing, but I don't think she has taken up residence yet this year. With the nearest water about 10 miles away, and 100 degree temps, that seems like a good idea. I got the idea that the area where the Teepee is located might be one of the numerous little private holdings out in the middle of the desert. It is quite amazing but there are a lot of little 5-15 acre plots with no rhyme or reason to them. As I flew over Coyote Lake I saw a small campsite tucked back into a little opening. His dog was up and about, but he was still sitting in his bed. Talk about "unplugged".

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 ( click the size to 1080, pause it if necessary  to make it run smooth )

Karen and I have been keeping a pretty low profile in this hot weather. July is the hottest month of the year here. It seems that as the days heat up, the heat pulls what moisture there is in the ground and builds thunderstorms, and wind. The friction over the Sage seems to build static electricity, which manifests itself as "Dry Lightening". We have already had a couple of fires so far. The Sunsets and Sunrise's are some small compensation for the phenomenon. I will share them with you.

This particular formation is called "Dumplings"

I have no idea what causes them.

Notice the wind sock. A good strike

will run pretty fast with that much help.

As long as it is only the sky that is on fire.

This one and the next are Sun rises.

You can see the clouds have become too full

of water, and are dumping their load.

The beginning of a new day.

Desert photo's at altitude

I decided that even though I had no place in particular to go, I was going to fly just for pleasure this morning. Storms have been racking the western side of Oregon, and sooner or later the weather was going to turn to crap over here. We were getting indications that the wind would be kicking up by mid day. So after Karen and I had completed our morning walk, I poured a cup of coffee and rolled the plane out of the hanger.

There was a bit of haze to the sky this morning, but I pulled up to 5500 feet, finding a smooth layer of air that suited me just fine. I did have a bit of a head wind but it was constant and still smooth. I decided to see how Coyote Lake was drying out. It has been over a hundred degrees for the last few days. The humidity yesterday was 5 %.

As you can see it has made great strides in the last few weeks. The streak of wet playa right in the middle gives the appearance of a peak rising up out of the lake bed. I assure that it is flat as can be.

I then decided to fly towards the Oregon Canyon Mt's, and Whitehorse Road simply because I had never flown there from Coyote Lake. There is a little two track heading that way from the East end of Coyote lake. I kept seeing a white triangle off in the distance. When I got close enough to make it out I discovered that it was a Teepee sitting there by itself. There was nothing and nobody around it as far as I could tell from 1500 feet above it. I considered dropping down close enough see better, but rejected the idea for later. I assume that it has been there over the winter, perhaps not, but there was no one around, no vehicle or indication of fresh tracks. I had dropped a couple hundred feet of altitude and it got a lot rougher, so I regained and held my altitude.

                                           
                                       There are quite a few Playa pans scattered through this area.

As I turned East I noticed that the wind had given me an extra 25 MPH in speed. The area that I was flying over is one that seems to hold a pretty good sized gathering of Mustangs both winter and summer. There is a permanent water trough that they use. I was high enough that it was difficult to see horses if they were standing still. As I got closer to the playa's I could see a horse standing in the middle of one of them. I kept my altitude but as I got closer I could see that it was a mare with a baby following behind, wading in the playa. The baby was so small that it was hard to see.

I noticed that KREO, Rome State Airstrip looked pretty good with only a few Tumble weeds growing in the gravel. Its about 100 feet wide and a mile long, and it is about 8 miles south of my house.

I have been told that the State plans to pave it once again so that they can base large water tankers out of there in case of fire. We will see.

I ran a brush hog over the property in preparation for fire season. I even made four passes per side of the runway to cut back the encroaching Sage.

No real guarantee that it will keep us safe from range fire, but you do what you can.  Its not hard to see where the septic leach lines are.

The wind was quite stable out of the SW so I came around to the crosswind runway for my landing. That lovely dark green that you can see bordering this runway is a new growth of Tumble Weeds. They do not sprout until the last of June. I make a serious and expensive effort to kill the growth of weeds both on the place and the runways especially. This pattern with the TW ( Russian thistle) gives me two chances to exercise my spraying equipment.

Last day of Spring

Its been a weird year. More rain, snow and wind than seems normal. As they say "The only thing that stays the same, is that every thing always changes". The "normal" spring weather was missing as well, with few days that would lead one to trundle his little airplane out of its snug hangar to get tossed around the sky.

The weekend was stormy with rain, and last night there was a early dose of lightening that was rocking the sky to the North. Happily it was accompanied with rain so there were no columns of smoke this morning. It was far enough away that we couldn't even hear the thunder, but the light show was pretty spectacular.

I got up early this morning, and Karen and I did our runway walk. When we got back I checked the wind forecast. It wasn't all that bad, but was supposed to come up in the noon time frame. I eventually ran out of excuses and rolled the plane out so that I could check the river conditions for a possible fishing trip.

The air was actually pretty nice and I fear that I am in danger of becoming a wuss, so I resolved to do a bit better in the future.

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There is feature with these Vimeo  videos that will try to match video quality with your down load speed. The video is uploaded at 1080 highest quality. This gives a video that is sharp enough to actually see some features of the landscape. You can change the speed it is playing by clicking the HD letters. It will show that it is on the "auto" setting.  I always click 1080. If it gets a bit jumpy by stopping, you can click on it to start the video, then pause the playback until the video gets far enough ahead to run smoothly. Depending on your down load capabilities it is well worth the wait. At least it is for me.

Flight to Big Grassy

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This is a flight to Big Grassy which is about 39 miles to the East of the house. I flew high for a change in the hopes that the bigger view would be better. Unfortunately it was a bit hazy and the camera isn't capable of cutting through all of it. Again I was struck with how much water there is every where. The Cheat grass is maturing and every thing is turning red. The foliage at the higher altitudes is a little slower to mature, and therefore greener.

The air was quite smooth so the video is sped up 2.25 times faster than my little plane flies. Its a little jerkier, but you get to see more of the country that way. There is an annoying flutter to the sound track that I could not find or eliminate- sorry!

I once had an acquaintance that scolded me for making the feral horse's run with my plane. That in turn annoyed me enough that I no longer correspond with him. The reason that it bothered me so much is obvious in this video. I am at least a thousand feet above the horses, but they still ran like hell for the rougher country. Perhaps my motor sounds similar to the copters that they use to herd them with.

  

Snake trap?

This year seems as though it was a good year for Snakes. In the 12 years that we have been here I have only found one Rattle Snake on our property. The Gopher Snake or "Bull Snake" is quite common however. This year they seem a bit more common than usual. There is also a strain that I call "flying Snake". You see them when I toss the intruder across the creek, thinking that they won't come back quite as easily.

I admit to not knowing very much about their lifestyle or ability to see, or how they "think" if that would be the correct term. I just know that the house seems to draw them. Of course then I give them flying lessons. It would seem to me that the creek should constitute a barrier that they would not willingly cross. So I am assuming that I am seeing different snakes each time I toss one across the Creek. I am sure that my friend Richard will enlighten me soon. It is obvious that Mice are more often found in the rocks and other natural barriers. Perhaps they follow the Mouse trails to my house.

The dogs have become quite proficient in finding these critters. Being pointers and naturally cautious, they stay back, but get my attention. The Bull Snake does not have all that much of a noticeable scent to most dogs. Unlike a Rattle Snake, that has a really nasty stink to it that even a human can smell. Most of the dogs that I have had that weren't Brittney's did not even notice a coiled Bull Snake, and would walk right over them. Now that Josie and Brick know that I want to find them, they naturally look for them, so that they can get the praise from me when they do.

My Hawk Mews have been empty for quite a while, but this weekend Sarah brought Yogi back. She is moving and can't keep her, so I am keeping her until Tami can get ready to fly her this fall. I put Yogi in the center mews to finish her molt. I also installed an automatic water set up for her bath and went in to check it yesterday. The door to the first mews was open and I could see a Bull Snake inside the door by a bucket and a noose carpet. After I finished my morning chores, I went back to remove the Snake.

A noose carpet is a trap for Raptors that is put over an active kill to snare the hawk when it comes back to feed. It is mostly used on Falcons, or at least that is mostly what I use one for. After the hawk makes a kill it is bumped off of it. The carpet is then laid over the prey and when the Falcon comes back its feet are snared in the nooses. I had tossed the carpet in the mews so that it would be close but not in the way.

I moved the bucket and it was obvious that the Snake was caught in it. With Karen's help I soon freed the Snake. It had been quite successful in the chambers and had two Mice in its stomach that it had tried to regurgitate unsuccessfully of course since it could not open its mouth. It was a little worse for wear, but I pushed the Mice back down its stomach a bit and put him in a rock pile. He had been caught around the jaw. I don't think any thing was broken since the jaws are quite flexible. If he kept the Mice down, he would have enough food to sustain him until he healed. He might make it, at least he has a chance.

New tires for the Plane, and the problems from that decision

This is what the new ones look like. Smooth Tundra Tires, new spun rims, special tubes. 21 inches tall and with screws in the rims to prevent the tire from slipping  They are what common sense and a little slush fund needs to provide for this country. With four pounds of air in them, the landings should be like setting down on a pillow. Enough clearance and most of the terrain shouldn't be too bad to land. Of course that is a bit rosy, but a fellow can dream, can't he?

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If you highlight the link to the left you can choose a function that will take you to the video.

Well after that, it became obvious that I did need to balance the tires. The weather was crappy anyway, so I proceeded to make a viable balancing system to use for that.

Pretty easy actually. Just take two transformer straps that someone was kind enough to leave here on the place. put them in a vice and bend them 90 degrees so that I can clamp them to the bench. Then use a section of 1/4 inch rubber hose to fit the bearing and a section of 3/8 rod to go between the bars. No resistance, no cost.

I had tried balancing my last pair of tires and found that they sold little 1/4 oz lead weights at a cost of about $12.00 for 8 oz. Most of them also fell off. so I decided that I would use hot glue and cast lead bullets.

At least that would give me an idea of how much weight I would need. The right one was no big deal, about 3.8 oz of weight for it. However the left one was something different. It required 14.7 oz of weight to balance out.

I had problems as you can see of getting enough weights in both sides of the tire to get it balanced.

I got a bit of a clear morning and rolled it out for a test, and the difference was just what it should have been from the first.

I decided that I couldn't leave the tires like that so I decided to make my own weights. I ordered some Hot Glue sticks by Gorilla Glue from Amazon. Naturally I ordered the mini size by mistake. The package was destroyed somewhere near Northern Oregon, so they "next day " delivered a full package of the minis. I retaliated by ordering the proper size. The hot glue that I had could have been anything from 15 to 20 years old, so I thought that I had a better chance of getting something useful from Gorilla glue. I like all their other stuff, so I had an even chance of it actually being some good.

The area where I can put the weights is only about 3/4 of an inch wide, and there is nothing on the market for these kind of tire rims, so I was limited to something home made. I admit that I am not much of an Engineer, but I am hell for making do. The pretty part is generally whats missing. I fondly call it Industrial strength "Mickey Mousing".

I made a mold out of a piece of 2x4 with a plunge router tip in my drill. I made it deep enough that I could get enough lead in there for the application.

Then I drug out my Propane heater and an old left behind frying pan, and my bucket of cast 38 wadcutters.

I weighed the weights that I had hot glued in for my test flight, poured out clean weights until I got the right amount,  put them in the pan and on the fire till they melted.

Then I poured it into the mold and had my wheel weight in a much more compact package.

3.7 ounces for the right wheel. I took a hammer and bent it to conform to the rim, then put a little dab of glue of the bottom to test the wheel for balance, and when I was satisfied with the location, slathered the glue on the bottom and stuck it in place. One wheel down.

The left tire was the problem. There was no way that I was going to be able to put 14.7 ounces on one side of the tire where I wanted it. So I had to make two of them.

One of the was 6.7 oz, and the other 8.3. It was easy to get my raw weights, just dribble bullets on the scales until I got what I wanted, then into the frying pan and pour in the mold.

The one above was the smallest, the one in the back side was going to be 8 oz and inside the brake rotor.

When I did my temporary stick on, I found that I had made it too heavy, so I trimmed it with a band saw until I got it down to what I needed. I had to stick it further in the rim to clear the brakes. I glued it as best as I could, I shudder to think what could happen if the one on the inside ever comes off. It would probably make a mess of the brake on that side. The glue however is tough, and it requires a bit of an effort to peel it off.

Five hundred and Forty Five for the two tires and tubes. That doesn't count the new rims. The Tires are $195.00 each. One would think for that price you could expect to get a damn good tire.

I contacted Desser about the problem with the tire, and I thought for a while that they were going to make it right. There is no way that any tire should require 14.8 ounces of weight to balance. It tends to make the argument of a 2 pound weight savings per tire seem to be a bad joke.

I once heard a wise man say "If its got tits or tires, its going to cause you problems".