Tuesday, June 07, 2011

Aoshima, Miyazaki


"Visitors to this area often cock up the landing; if you are not careful, you’ll break your legs getting dragged across the rocks below or slammed against the seawall." These were the words of warning our impromptu host Mr. T. offered as we set up our gliders to launch from the merely 50m high takeoff in Aoshima, Miyazaki Prefecture. The Pacific Ocean sparkled blue before us, its lazy waves rhythmically lapping the wide, washboard-textured shoals. We were mesmerized by the scenery, reluctant to accept Mr. T’s words of warning. He’s just trying to intimidate us, I thought as I launched lackadaisically into a steady 5m/s wind. Moments later, I was in my element, flying effortlessly through the smooth air, dancing with birds as they soared next to my glider, tempting me to move closer to the mountain slope. Back and forth along the ridge I flew, past the sprawling sightseeing visitor center to the end of the sea bluffs and back, Mr. T’s cautions now but a faint memory.

Time slipped by quickly and a rainbow assortment of gliders filled the air crisscrossing back and forth along the coastline. The wind grew stronger ever so gradually and flying out over the sea, I started to notice little white caps forming on the water. As if on cue, Mr. T’s rough voice cackled on the radio, urging flyers to consider landing before the wind got the upper hand. Oh, Mr. T, all caution, no games, I sighed as I snapped back to reality. As a guest at this area, and since it’s my very first flight here, I suppose I should hurry and get my butt safely on the ground, rather than risk Mr. T’s wrath, I thought as I made a quick U-turn.

Carried along by the growing wind, I reached the takeoff area, and prepared to make a top landing. No such luck: what had been effortless so far today now seemed impossible. A standing wave of wind lifted me over the coastal bluff and would not release me to make a landing. Every time I dropped low and neared the hill, I would invariably get picked up again like a feather. This wasn't the happy ending I imagined. As I buzzed the takeoff in yet another attempt, so close and yet so far, I thought I saw Mr. T. knowingly shake his head in dismay. Twenty minutes went by this way, and slowly all the other gliders successfully landed. I started to panic a bit, a lone glider left in the sky hopelessly circling around. If I could just land safely, I will never make this mistake again!

As if by luck, I was finally released from the firm grip of the wind. Dropping low while I had the chance, I cruised into the narrow landing area at the base of the hill, landing lightly on my feet. There was relief on the faces around me even as courage returned to mine with terra firma underfoot. That wasn’t so bad, was it?


  • beautiful scenery, wow!! I could almost smell the ocean. Makes me want to travel and visit you guys!

    Glad you made safe landings!!

    By Blogger Kootenay Mom and Dad, at 2:54 pm  

  • Thanks for your detailed report. Glad hear that you did not get panicked and, on the contrary, you could manage your flight successfully. Believe that it was due to not only your luck but also your continuous practice.

    By Blogger Kaz, at 8:37 pm  

  • heh nita. can`t wait to see you soon! The ocean was really beautiful, although it smelt kind of funky. The sea in Amakusa is much cleaner.

    Kaz. thanks for the encouragement. I will continue practicing, especially top landing in a safer environment (Sakura) to improve my odds of a better landing. My successful landing was not only luck alone, but next time I really want to nail it!

    By Blogger Leanne and Rik Brezina, at 8:48 am  

  • Hi, was googling 'Yuki Geshou'when I found your page!

    By Blogger malayastraitsbanknotes, at 7:49 pm  

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