7/11/01
We are in a United 777 torture machine on our way to
the International Association of Meteorology and Atmospheric
Sciences(IAMAS) 8th Scientific Assembly in Innsbruck,
Austria. Fortunately, this flight to Frankfort, Germany
is shorter than usual as it is a direct flight. Nonetheless,
United manages to stuff more coach seats in a given
space than any other airline! The seats were so close
together that when the person in front of me had their
seat full back, there wasn't room for me to have my
knees directly in front of me. Now anyone who knows
me, knows that I am not the tallest person in the world,
so I ask, how can a person six foot tall manage in coach
now days?
Back in the good old days, 20 years ago or so, United
used to have seat arrangements which were not only comfortable
but served good meals as well. Now, the food offered
on an overseas flight is worse than what was served
on a 2 hour domestic flight back then. United now reminds
me of Braniff 30 years ago, and those of you who have
heard of the airline know what happened to them! The
flight was delayed for about an hour while they repaired
a new humidifier feature offered to "first class
passengers". Because of the delay, we landed in
Frankfort about 30 minutes before the departure time
of our connecting flight to Munich. Sitting behind Vollie
and me, was Wu from NCAR. We got off the plane and rushed
out the door and a service person told us we had been
automatically booked on a flight leaving an hour later.
But we decided to see if we could make the connection.
Since customs formalities now amount to a single check
of our passport as we proceeded from one terminal to
the next we actually arrived at the gate with 10 minutes
to spare and got on our scheduled Lufthansa flight.
The legroom on that 50min flight was about 6 inches
greater than what we had to contend with on United overnight!
When we arrived in Munich, Wu invited us to ride with
him in his rental car rather than take the train as
planned. This sounded great, so we served as navigators
as we drove around Munich and then southeast to Innsbruck.
Wu really appreciated our assistance. He dropped us
off at the Hotel Europa Tyrol, about 7:15PM on the 12th,
which was about the time our train would have departed
Munich. So we unpacked and walked a few blocks to have
"traditional" Austrian food spaghetti, sitting
outside on a canvas covered deck on the sidewalk. By
10:00PM we were enjoying the comfort of straightening
out our bodies in a bed covered with the warm featherbed
with the temperature outside in the 70's. Those things
are nice when it is cold outside but in the summer it
is either too hot with them on you or too cold with
them off, no in between. I slept well until about 3:00PM
with the road noise and railroad noise (the hotel is
directly across from the train station) woke me up.
This is the penalty we pay for living in the foothills
in Colorado with no traffic noise. I remembered I had
brought along some earplugs and put those in and went
back to sleep.
7/13/01
After waking up after 0700, we had a great buffet-style
breakfast in the hotel which came with the room. I then
called Georg Mayr who is a an alumni of our department
and who has arranged for me to go soaring. Georg picked
us up at 11:15 after we took a short walk around town
and drove us out to the gliderport. The glider club
is co-located with the internationsl commercial airport
in Innsbruck except they operate on a grass strip located
on the east side of the field. I met my arranged pilot
and we looked at the skies which were becoming increasingly
cloud covered and decided to wait until
Saturday afternoon when Georg was forecasting a foehn
event with the likelihood of wave lift. The plane I
am to fly in is a DG-505 Elan, a ship I have wanted
to fly for sometime. The club has a hangar full of two-
and single-place gliders, stacked vertically. I asked
if they were mostly private ships but no, they were
all club ships.
Vollie and I then decided to take a hike in the hills
but low enough that we were beneath the cloud deck.
So we donned our boots, put on our hiking packs and
took a bus to the town of Igls. Before getting on the
bus a few drops struck us, but Vollie said "it
vill not rain!" But, in spite of her German orders
the rain came down in buckets. Even though we had full
rain gear including our rain ponchos, our feet got soaked
as the rain wet our socks which then wicked the water
down inside our goretex lined boots. Afterward I found
out that my expensive digital watch with altimeter and
compass got wet enough to destroy it. It claims to be
good to 50m in the water! Still the walk down the mountain
side through the dripping forests was fun.
7/14/01
We opened the shutters of our hotel room to see the
surrounding mountains perfectly free of clouds. So we
decided to make the most of it by beginning with a ride
in the funicular to the town of Hungerburg and then
walking the trails up the mountainside. About 11:30
and 1.5h of hiking I decided I had better head back
down to go on my arranged glider flight, while Vollie
continued up the mountainside on her own. When I got
down the mountain I decided to walk the 5km to the gliderport.
Arriving about 1:30, I met the gliderclub pilot, Barny
Tanda, who was to be my flying host. We immediately
began pulling out the DG-505Arian, and hooked it to
a tractor to pull it to the other end of the field.
Moving that ship around made me realize what a big heavy
plane that is. I could walk under the horizontal stabilizer
when it was attached to the taildolley!
Winds were brisk and a few planes that had already
launched seemed to be ascending well up the mountainside.
After waiting for some commercial jets to clear the
area, our turn finally came. Barny mentioned that when
a "heavy" jet came in or took off like a 747,
they had to move all their equipment to the side of
the field. Fortunately, that did not happen while we
were out there. Barney handled the winch takeoff, getting
about 300m. It didn't seem like much altitude to me
but Barney immediately flew over to a bench in the mountainside
on our left, skimmed over the trees, around an old stone
quarry, and found some weak lift. He worked it back
and forth slowly gaining altitude. After about 300m
he gave it to me and I began prospecting the hillsides
for lift. My first reaction to taking the controls of
the DG-505 Elan was, my what a heavy feeling plane this
is! But it climbed well and as I contoured the mountainside
we began climbing at times at 6m/s. Many of the ridge
thermals were very powerful hitting the plane with a
bump and up we would go. About 10 minutes later, we
were on top of the mountainside skimming along the ridge
tops. As we headed southwest we flew over the top of
the gondola where there was quite a crowd of people
on top waving at us. What a flight! Later several people
at the meeting said they saw a sailplane like the one
I was flying and even exclaimed there goes Dr. Cotton!
They may have been right. I then continued soutwest
and eventually saw a cumulus ahead with about 4 sailplanes
thermalling beneath it. I headed there and joined the
crowd. The thermal was very strong at its core so I
really banked steeply into it and before long I had
thermalled up through the group of gliders and was looking
down at them beneath me. As Rolf and I have experienced
in the past, it seems like a lot of European glider
pilots do not bank as aggressively in thermals as we
do. This was a clear case of a thermal with a very strong
core where steep banking in the thermal core really
paid off. I had gained a total of 3000m since I took
over, or about 9000'.
I then headed further southwest to a point where I
could overlook a large lake in the valley below. There
is no way I can give justice to the beauty of the terrain.
The mountains are extremely rugged. On the west face
the slopes are forested to within 400m or so of the
top. On the east side they fall away sharply with scree
and almost vertical descent. Then you overlook the valley
with the colorful town of Innsbruck and green pastural
lands. Across the valley are mountains just as tall
as on the side we were on but appearing more gentle
by comparison.
Much too soon, Barney said we should head back so
others could take the plane up. Again I contoured the
mountain ridges and eventually went northeast of the
gliderport where Barney said I could see Germany on
my right, Switzerland ahead, and Italy on my left. This
was one of the best flights I have ever had. At times
I took a few pictures when I let Barney take over, but
it is both hard to describe in writing or even in photographs
what this flight was like.
Barney took over for the landing, putting the nose
down and picking up speed to over 125km/hr, and landed
well. After we landed, Barney admitted that our winch
launch was so low that he didn't think he could pull
it off. While we were still in gliding distance of the
airfield, we were skimming over the trees after release
so low that I could pick out individual leaves on the
trees. I don't imagine on an ordinary day he could have
pulled it off, but the thermals were so strong right
down to the tree tops that he could connect. What a
flight! We each had a beer at the clubhouse and then
I grabbed a bus back to town.
Vollie also had a great hike, and enjoyed the views,
the flowers, and just being out there. She also thinks
she saw me soaring overhead. She was pretty tired so
she must have covered quite a few miles.
That evening Georg Mayr had us up to his home for
a great dinner, sitting outside with a view of Patscharkotel
mountain. He and his wife and children live in a large,
quite old, remodeled house with his parents. His mother,
reminded me of Vollie as she kept passing food to us
time and again.
7/15/01
This morning when we opened the shutters the sky was
partly overcast. But after breakfast it cleared enough
for us to decide to take the bus to Igles and then the
gondola to Patscharkotel. It took about an hour to get
to the top and as we walked around the winds blew and
it started to rain and thunder. So we didn't go to the
very summit but instead explored a native flower garden
operated by Innsbruck University.
Then we began the walk down. Just walking down trails
and then roads most of the time is tiring as the descent
is something like 4000'! It rained off and on but not
enough to soak our boots again and the lightning stayed
near the summit. We had a nice lunch with beers sitting
outside in Igles while waiting for the next bus.
That evening we decided to try out an Indian restaurant
we had spotted. The food wasn't that great as it was
very bland for Indian food and the curry didn't even
task like curry. Probably the locals don't like spicy
food? Vollie also ate something that resembled a bug.
7/16/01
This is work day for me as I gave the first talk in
the morning. I overviewed our work modeling three flood
storms in Colorado and provided a synthesis of our findings.
The talk went well with a lot of discussion following
it and people complimenting me afterwards. Rit Carbone
later presented a paper describing a statistical study
of rainfall in the lee of the Rockies and the Appalachians.
It clearly demonstrated a coherent signal of storms
forming in the mountains and then propagating eastward
for many days across the U.S., consistent with our earlier
research. That afternoon I served as session chairman.
In the evening Vollie and I found a vegetarian restaurant,
called Phillopino that Ed Zipser had told us about.
The food was great. It was the best restaurant we had
found so far. As we were about half through the meal,
Ed and his wife, Marilyn, stopped in. They also liked
it so well they came back for more. We had a nice time
talking with them. Then after a little walk, Vollie
and I had to try some sinful cake with cream, called
sacher torte, that was too sweat for my taste.
7/17/01
I attended the morning session of the conference which
focused on TRMM results. In the afternoon since the
clouds were breaking up, we decided to take the gondola
up top of 2334m Hafelekarspitz, which is one of the
mountains I had soared over. Bob Dickensen, now from
Georgia Tech was on the same gondola as us. From Innsbruck,
the escarpment looks steep but nothing like the far
side where the mountain slopes drop off in steep rock
slides and pointed peaks. I wanted Vollie to get an
appreciation of what it looked like from that side.
We rushed down the mountainside in the gondola so
that we could have dinner with Zev Levin, Danny Rosenfeld
and a large Israeli group.
7/18/01
We got up at 5:30 and caught the 6:37 train
to Munich and then flew to Frankfurt where we flew Unites
new direct to Denver flight, arriving home about 9:00PM
and very tired.
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