So, I did...
Launching in light conditions, I made a couple passes along the ridge north of launch, then headed to the south bowl. Lightness was evident of the lift that was lacking abundancy, but I carried on south toward Westlake...man was I going to log some mileage today!
With my wingtip along the edge of the lower dune, I bravely continued south toward my goal, The Dumps.
The lift was no where to be found, though, so I opted for the bailout LZ at the base of Westlake just before the gap. Now that I was at the bailout LZ, and half way between my goal and launch, it was decision making time...do I walk back to launch or persevere forward and hike my glider another mile to my original goal, The Dumps. Being an ACP, never surrendering and never giving up, I hiked my 72 pound bird with 30 pounds of harness gear to The Dumps.
What a great flight...flying XC can be so rewarding and the retrieves can be so unpredictable, too! While I was breaking down my trusty Wills Wing T2C, a nice man walked up to me and said, "I have a van in the parking lot with a rack...I can give you a ride and we can strap your glider to the top."
Thank you nice man! Can I help you move that sofa into the back of the van, too?
Fortunately, just as I was wrapping up my trusty Wills Wing T2C, Carm and Bob came trotting down the hill and offered me a ride back to launch and all my fellow pilots...many, of which, were blown away by the XC flight I'd just flown.
But, the day wasn't finished yet...
I set up my trusty Wills Wing T2C again, opted to not go XC, and dominated the sky for another hour...
I have titled today's flying adventure "tenacity"...bang!