Piers
Well-known member
Anyone been caught out by Concorde's sonic booms over the Channel as the leaves Paris for the States?
I've been caught unawares twice, and what a jump I had both times. Both happened just to the north of the Alderney Race.
The first time, a really flat crossing, all relaxed, enjoying the sun and its warmth, when the enormous double 'Ber-bang' made us all jump out of our skins. Throttles back, gauges check, look around to see what we may have hit, examine the engine room, look in the saloon - nothing. Until it began to dawn on me. Looking high to the West, there she was streaking to the States.
The second time was not flat at all. Emotional would be a better description, and it had been 'a bit of an endurance run and a challenge to a chap's sense of humour' all the way from the Little Russel up to Alderney and through the Race. Rain had replaced the sun and the family was in a state of denial, trying to sleep it out in the cockpit.
We were just clearing the Race, heading north and home, when suddenly, 'Ber-bang'.
I can assure you my immediate thoughts were not charitable. This could not be a worse place for a problem. A sea on the ebb, the wind from the NE and the race just behind me...
Throttles back, gauges, engine room, and then, a vague memory seemed to ease itself into my mind courtesy of adrenalin...I wonder?
A quick consultation with the family (which by now was wide awake) brought agreement - Concorde again. Relieved, we drove on.
But that's twce I've been caught. Hopefully, not a third time, but with her airborne again, I'm not so sure.
Have you been caught? And what happened?
Piers du Pre
MBM Cruising Club enthusiast
www.dupre.co.uk
I've been caught unawares twice, and what a jump I had both times. Both happened just to the north of the Alderney Race.
The first time, a really flat crossing, all relaxed, enjoying the sun and its warmth, when the enormous double 'Ber-bang' made us all jump out of our skins. Throttles back, gauges check, look around to see what we may have hit, examine the engine room, look in the saloon - nothing. Until it began to dawn on me. Looking high to the West, there she was streaking to the States.
The second time was not flat at all. Emotional would be a better description, and it had been 'a bit of an endurance run and a challenge to a chap's sense of humour' all the way from the Little Russel up to Alderney and through the Race. Rain had replaced the sun and the family was in a state of denial, trying to sleep it out in the cockpit.
We were just clearing the Race, heading north and home, when suddenly, 'Ber-bang'.
I can assure you my immediate thoughts were not charitable. This could not be a worse place for a problem. A sea on the ebb, the wind from the NE and the race just behind me...
Throttles back, gauges, engine room, and then, a vague memory seemed to ease itself into my mind courtesy of adrenalin...I wonder?
A quick consultation with the family (which by now was wide awake) brought agreement - Concorde again. Relieved, we drove on.
But that's twce I've been caught. Hopefully, not a third time, but with her airborne again, I'm not so sure.
Have you been caught? And what happened?
Piers du Pre
MBM Cruising Club enthusiast
www.dupre.co.uk