Happy Christmas To All

[Swiss1]

It feels more like Christmas now, as I baked the first batch last night, although its 70F outside!




So from Jeremy, Janet, Anna and Ben

We wish every one of you and your family a Happy Christmas and New Year

[JimD]

Happiness is Swiss Cross Cookies... ...now we know!

Indeed, Happy Christmas and New Year to you Swiss1 and Swiss Miss and the whole Swiss Clan!

[Swiss1]

Thanks Jim.

[gunny11]

Merry Christmas to all. Hey are those cookies Swiss Complient? They don't look right, better send some up north so we can check it.

[lenb]

Merry Christmas Everyone,
2017 was yet another great year for Scale Soaring!! Thank you to everyone who takes the time and puts the extra effort to attend and help others at these events. You are noticed.

Be safe my friends.

Len

I'll order a dozen.

[ARUP]

Merry Christmas!

[Tom]

Happy Christmas? Been hitting the Irish Wiskey? It’s Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

[JimD]

See post #14

[hello82]

Hey all

Happy holidays and/or X-mas to all! Was another great year with the gang traveling around and flying the sites. See you all again somewhere soon.

Matt

[lenb]

I agree Tom.

[BobM]

Wishing a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to everyone ! Bob

[Steve P]

Thanks to everyone for a great year! Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays! All good wishes for health, happiness, peace and... lift in 2018!

[Jeff D]

Merry Christmas and Happy (and safe) Holidays to all! Many thanks to the countless people who helped make this another great year for all of us. Looking forward to 2018.

Jeff D


Merry Christmas and Happy New Year
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[Tango Juliet]

Merry Christmas everyone! I'm looking forward to the New Year and maybe getting to meet some more of you at other events!

[stevekremer]

Merry Christmas everybody!

Steve K

[JimD]

Classic English Poem

By Clement Clarke Moore

'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there;

The children were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled down for a long winter's nap,

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer,

With a little old driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be St. Nick.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

"Now, DASHER! now, DANCER! now, PRANCER and VIXEN!
On, COMET! on CUPID! on, DONNER and BLITZEN!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!"

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the house-top the coursers they flew,
With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my hand, and was turning around,
Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;
A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His eyes -- how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard of his chin was as white as the snow;

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly,
That shook, when he laughed like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk,
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,
HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD-NIGHT!

[Tom]

That’s all well and good.....but this is Merica’ damn it! Those English ninnies can have their Happy Christmas......in Merica’ we say Merry Christmas! 😜🎅🏻

[Swiss1]

Always a Grinch.......hey Tom!

[Tango Juliet]

I kind of like this version. Obviously the sensitive ears of some Americans changed some of the wording here to be less "offensive".

[French1]

Merry Christmas to all of you

Aloha, here some flying from yesterday ...

Enjoy!!!

https://youtu.be/M6ZQZklw9oc

Stephane

[Swiss1]

Show us the landing Stephane!

[French1]

Landing is always the same on slope like that:
First you want to maximize flying time as after your landing you may not fly again anymore. Second, you need to come low with a lot of speed to deal with ground turbulences, and bleed this speed coming up to the slope in a 44 degree. Angle to ditch the plane into tall grass.
I did two of theses and plane it ready to go back😬