January 03, 2010 Reporter: Liz Condie
Subject: PREDICTING Location: Franklin Co. AL
Oh how great it would be to just once type in this space, "We're flying tomorrow - guaranteed!" But unfortunately, neither Mother Nature nor Old Man Weather gives guarantees, so here we are once again reduced to second guessing both of them.
The latest check of what's in store for us tomorrow looked awfully similar to what we saw yesterday at this time. If the wind velocity was less, it was marginal, and if there was a difference in cloud cover, it too was imperceptible. This led Chris G to repeat his odds from yesterday; that is, an 80% chance of flying.
Once again it is virtually certain that the pilots will not attempt to lead the birds dead into the wind in order to provide a flyover. After today's struggle, as quickly as they can get them on the wing they will be turning to get on course.
Date: January 03, 2010 Reporter: Liz Condie
Subject: MIGRATION DAY 72 = DOWN DAY #9 Location: Franklin Co. AL
At 4:00am it was a brisk 18F and an even brisker 9F with the windchill. The weather stations were reporting a 7mph NE surface wind, and up to 20mph at altitude. Strong winds but perhaps doable, so everyone was in motion to get into position.
Four trikes launched and Chris reported bumpy air through 2700 feet. He finally found some smooth air above that, but the trick would be to get the birds through the trash up to that altitude. Brooke, today's lead pilot, launched shortly after 7am with all 20 birds. Several times they turned back in to the wind, and several times Brooke maneuvered to get them back on the wing.
The birds continued their reluctance to climb, so just in case, the pilots called for the Swamp Monster to get in place. By 7:55, more than a half an hour after launch some birds were lagging, leading the pilots to discuss breaking up the birds onto more than one trike. Still engaged in a rodeo, the pilots radioed to the ground crew to continue to stand by at the pen.
Matt, flying well above the rest, reported 'ripples' at 3200 feet and Brooke acknowledged there was a lot of trashy air between his altitude and where Matt was flying. With the little prospect of smoother air at higher altitudes, and after the trikes had been airborne for more than an hour, and the birds for 42 minutes, the pilots made the decision to call it a day.
There was a collective groan here on the ground when Chris radioed the crew at the pen to get ready for their return. At 8:22 the birds were back on the ground at the pen. We will all - crew and birds - be spending at least one more day in Franklin County.
One bird went down. The pilots radioed the coordinates to the tracking van and Bev and Barb sped to the site. Costuming up, before going to its location, they will crate it, and transport it back to the pen.


out for the whole flight. I'll have to think more about this.



