I had to stop my car to take pictures when I arrived to my flying club in Måløv Saturday morning – so beautiful it was:
The sun wasn’t up yet, and the fog was dense:
The skies over our airfield were turning pale pink:
Soon Flemming – a friend from the Gørløse flying club – arrived, and helped me to prepare the aircraft:
After assessing the weather forecasts for various destinations, we agreed that the safest weather-wise destination for a VFR flight would be Southern Sweden. Low clouds were approaching from southwest, and we wanted to make sure we would also be able to come back home. We talked to a flight meteorologist who assured us that our plan would work.
We took off. Flying over the Northern Zealand we saw the very beginning of that low cloud mass that later grounded many pilots in different places:
In Sweden there was blazing sunshine and blue skies.
We went flying over Kullaberg, and did several rounds there:
A closer look at the tip of the Kullaberg:
When we got enough of photographing this beautiful place from all possible angles, we flew to Höganäs, and landed there.
I love visiting flying club in Höganäs – there are always pilots in the club house, it is warm and cozy, even fresh flowers are on the table:
After a good chat and a small lunch, we headed back to Denmark. The weather was fine, maybe became more misty at that time, and we could see those approaching clouds on the horizon. We knew that Roskilde was already closed, but Kastrup was still VFR, and we continued towards Måløv. When we passed Gørløse, the weather began to deteriorate quickly. The ceiling became lower and lower, visibility worsened. By reaching Lynge, which is only 5 km south, we saw an endless thick wall of fog in front of us, and turned back. I called Copenhagen Information and told them we were unable to maintain VFR, and that we were going to land in EKGL, Gørløse gliding club. We landed in EKGL, and there were blue skies over the airfield. But – about 10-15 minutes later it was overcast with vv001. We were glad we took that decision in a good time.
The first pilot welcoming us was my dear friend Hans Christian Larsen, and we had a photo of us taken:
We were very lucky that there was a team of pilots doing gliders maintenance work who later helped us to arrange a place
in the hangar for that yellow bird we came in – they moved some aircraft around, and some heavy gliders’ wings. But first they warmly welcomed us to share a lunch with them by the fire place:
I had to pat on the ASK-21 – the glider I began flying in for 10 years ago in Gørløse. Nice feeling:
You need 4 men to lift these heavy wings, one by one:
Flemming pulled the aircraft to the hangar:
And there we again got help to get it in:
I didn’t know when I would have the weather to fly the aircraft back home, but I was happy it was in a safe place. Glenn Carstensen kindly drove us to Måløv where our cars were parked. Flemming and I went to the Royal Opera House that evening, but we were so tired after the day’s experiences, that instead of having a drink afterwords, we agreed we both needed a rest. We had a nice flight; we were caught by bad weather, took the right and timely decision, landed safely; we reached our evening event. It was a good day.
