Where's the ground?

It's been rare for me to fly these days. At most I'm getting 1 day every two weeks. I'm pretty much head down getting adatptiveARC off the ground. I've probably only flown a dozen days since the beginning of the year. Considering that most days are flyable here that's not much.

I did get up in the air over Torrey last Thursday. I'm going to call that flight 160. Because it's been so long I took off and stayed up. I didn't want to come down.

It was an exceptional day in many ways not the least of which was that I was getting thermals off of the beach in front of the golf course. I have flet a bump in the past but these were real thermals. You can't really circle them up. They weren't big enough. But you could crab out in to the wind and get some great lift. I hit 700 at one run.

When it was time to land it was near sunset. There was a weird optical illusion as I landed: I couldn't tell where the ground was.

I was over the grass, I kept thinking, "My feet should be touching", but they couldn't touch. It was a strange depth perception problem. Gabriel later told me it has to do with the setting sun, it can throw off your depth perception.

After a few seconds of not knowing what was going on I just full stalled and fell about 3 feet. No big deal. I just wanted to land.

Great flight though.

At first I thought it was some kind of mental state from being airborne for so long. After Gabriel's comment I'm sure it was just the light. I've never flown there that late before.