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Friday, 7th of June
We start Friday, the 7th of June slowly, but the weather is favourable and the decision falls to resume the flight in the afternoon. There is still a chance of rain on the way and I need to prepare a protective case for the equipment. Also Frank will help me to install a spectrometer on the mast at the top of the ULM. This will complete the system - ready for work on Baïkal.
There are peasants working in the fields around us. It's quite and pastoral. The scene is pitch perfect - straight from a movie.
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The landscape below us is magnificent. A lot of large lakes surrounded by endless fields and forests.
There is a beautiful, but slightly intimidating thunderstorm cloud at a distance and, unfortunately, we are heading towards it. I manage to skype Sophie! There is a rainbow in the big cloud. I hope they can see it. By the time we get closer to our destination, the storm slowly disintegrates. Ten minutes before landing all my computers crash. I bring them back again just to find the IMU data file for the entire flight empty (I kept checking it periodically - it was full). We land at Ketrzyl Wilamowo aerodrome at 19:15.
We are greeted by the owner and the caretaker. They don't speak any English, but Russian is a go. The aerodrome is beautiful and surreal in the low light of the evening.
АН-2 (Кукурузник)
The hangar has a gigantic motorised sliding door. The place has a long and remarkable history. It was a major secret headquarters of Hitler during the second world war. Naturally it became a military aerodrome afterwards. There is a Mig and a Su and a Mi on display.
Everything is open - you can climb right in.
Frank and Jose exploring the Mi-2 (left) and the cockpit of Mig-21 (right)
There is also some Russian military vehicles nearby, but there is a catch. As Frank opens the driver door of a BTR, he finds a wasp hive inside and gets immediately stung.
The support car arrives around 21:00 and there is a lot of enthusiasm about preparing some food. Everybody is starving. As the sun sets down we are viciously attacked by mosquitoes. I am spreading my stuff on a reception bar on the side of the aerodrome building. I am a battery DJ (BJ). The food is great and soon enough the beer is followed by a few bottles of Zubrowka. The party goes on until the morning, but I retire to my tent at 1am.