Sywell
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Sywell
Friday 7th July, 2006
"Do you want to go flying?" I was sitting around in the club house doing not very much. It had been raining on and off all day, although the showers were forecast to subside later on. Victor November had gone to Sywell a few days before for a 50-hour check, and now it needed bringing back.
 We arranged that Alistair would fly us out there in the TB9. Alex, the work experience lad would get some flight experience and I'd ride in the back. Then Ali and Alex would come back in the TB9 and I'd fly the 200. A look at the TAFs confirmed that the showers would soon be dying out. The NOTAMs however showed various runway restricitons, and an all day aerobatics competition at Sywell. Ho hum! Alistair gave the airfield a call, and found out we could get in between the aeros, on a straight in approach to runway 23, and likewise depart straight out. This runway is only 604m of (probably wet) grass, so we needed also to check our landing and take off distances.
As soon as we got in to the aeroplane, the heavens opened, and we decided -- not surprisingly -- to wait the shower out. Ali handled the takeoff and climb to 2200ft, then gave control to Alex for the cruise. About the only traffic we saw was a party balloon, drifting by at 2000ft. We tracked towards the DTY VOR and then direct, the shower that we'd waited out quite distinct on our right, and other showers visible in the distance. As we approached Sywell, we were offered other joining options as al the aeros competitors were on the ground, thanks to the weather. Ali took control again and joined overhead.
Victor November was parked on the grass near the fuel pumps, and we parked nearby. The paperwork needed to be sorted out with the engineering shop, but that was pretty much a formality, and we were soon back at the planes. While I started on the pre-flight, Ali and Alex started up and taxied towards the hold for take off.
Predictably, with these showers, there was some water in the fuel and I needed to spend a few minutes under each wing draining the contaminated fuel. That left me with 1/4 full tanks, ample for the short 20 minute flight. By the time I'd finished, Alistair had gone, and the aeros guys were starting to get back into the air. In fact it was getting quite busy, there was a EuroStar at the hold in front of me, doing power checks, and an Extra behind me also doing power checks. Plus one on final! The extra asked if he could be allowed to jump the queue and take off first. No problem, then the Eurostar lined up, and finally it was my turn. "Golf Victor November lining up" "Take off your discretion, winds 330 at 10kts". A rolling take off and I was airborne.


The routing back was the reverse of the trip out -- direct DTY, then to the South of Banbury, and overhead Barford St John. There were no showers to detour around this time, and the visibility was exceptionally good. At Barford St John I called up for joining instructions. Still runway 26, QFE 1006. With no other circuit traffic, I joined straight in and landed on the numbers.
Taxi back to the pumps, fill up, push back onto a vacant pad and put the covers on. Just in time for tea and cake...
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