Pellsons Perceivings

[Rick Lowe]

Or playing at being a Bucc'...

[Old Wombat]

Good to know your still with us, old son, & long may it be so!   

Heading into proper Winter, down here (Well, by our standards - slightly less snow, blizzards & ice than might be expected in Scandinavia, I'd assume).

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AI slop it may be but it does open up some ideas;

1. That superfluous fat canard could be turned into either;
     a. a proper canard, or
     b. an extension of the leading-edge of the top of the engine intake

2. Do it fully wheels-up on a 1cm clear perspex rod (or RE magnets, if you're really good with them) above one of those really blurred runway images that tc2324 used so well

3. Combine the above.

4. Do any of the above as some form of CGI.


Unfortunately a Lansen is not on my radar to purchase & I'm not a pixel-pounder, so, if anyone else wants to run with those ideas, feel free!    

[Pellson]

The "superfluous fat canard" is actually a bulge introduced on the photo recon S32C Lansen to facilitate space enough for the big cameras. 
And, interestingly, the gear was as a rule retracted about at that altitude to minimise drag and thereby compensate for the somewhat asthmatic engine in this the first Lansen generation. It helped to minimise the distance to 100 ft altitude, and , as most of you might know, most of Sweden is forested, so you really want to get up ASAP.

Lovely weather today, and focus is to try to persuade the lawnmower robot to care for the other half of the garden as well. That will require a boundary cable without interruption, something that at times is harder to achieve than it really should be..

[Old Wombat]

I was going with the "AI slop" theme.

So, as the Lansen isn't an aircraft I'm familiar with, apart from the general appearance, I assumed (yes, we all know ... donkey - u - me) that the "fat canard" was some kind of an AI artifact.

The ideas still work, though, but one might want to plonk in a bigger donk.

[Rheged]

The "superfluous fat canard" is actually a bulge introduced on the photo recon S32C Lansen to facilitate space enough for the big cameras. 
And, interestingly, the gear was as a rule retracted about at that altitude to minimise drag and thereby compensate for the somewhat asthmatic engine in this the first Lansen generation. It helped to minimise the distance to 100 ft altitude, and , as most of you might know, most of Sweden is forested, so you really want to get up ASAP.

Lovely weather today, and focus is to try to persuade the lawnmower robot to care for the other half of the garden as well. That will require a boundary cable without interruption, something that at times is harder to achieve than it really should be..

I like it!  and  I can understand why one might wish to get above the tree line as rapidly as possible, even small trees can seriously inconvenience flying machines.

Best of luck with the lawnmower, I spent a whole weekend a couple of years ago trying to fit a boundary cable round a friend's lawn.............we struggled too!

[Pellson]

I was going with the "AI slop" theme.

So, as the Lansen isn't an aircraft I'm familiar with, apart from the general appearance, I assumed (yes, we all know ... donkey - u - me) that the "fat canard" was some kind of an AI artifact.

The ideas still work, though, but one might want to plonk in a bigger donk.

No offence taken. 

Home at last, after almost a full week on the road. A good week, but I'm tired nevertheless. Well, now it's weekend. That means so,e rest, and then we'll see.

[NARSES2]

Rest well and take care of yourself 

[Old Wombat]

Rest well and take care of yourself 

x 2 ! 

[Rick Lowe]

Rest well and take care of yourself 

x 2 ! 

x 3. 

[Pellson]

Having managed to knock over my sortiment of 1/72 aircraft ordnance, I now have a stash of small, empty plastic drawers and about a litre of said ordnance on a tray. Bugger. 

I'll have to sort it back some day. But not today.

[Old Wombat]

Having managed to knock over my sortiment of 1/72 aircraft ordnance, I now have a stash of small, empty plastic drawers and about a litre of said ordnance on a tray. Bugger. 

Absolute bugger! 

[zenrat]

Having managed to knock over my sortiment of 1/72 aircraft ordnance, I now have a stash of small, empty plastic drawers and about a litre of said ordnance on a tray. Bugger. 

Absolute bugger! 

Merde.

[NARSES2]

Having managed to knock over my sortiment of 1/72 aircraft ordnance, I now have a stash of small, empty plastic drawers and about a litre of said ordnance on a tray. Bugger. 

Absolute bugger! 

Merde.

Indeed 

[Rick Lowe]

Having managed to knock over my sortiment of 1/72 aircraft ordnance, I now have a stash of small, empty plastic drawers and about a litre of said ordnance on a tray. Bugger. 

Absolute bugger! 

Merde.

Ja!

[Pellson]

Wednesday. Well, it's better than Tuesdays, generally speaking. Tuesdays are somehow the worst. You've come just far enough into the working week to have lost that weekend feeling, and the next weekend is still so far away inte future that it's just unimaginable. But Wednesdays are slightly better. You know that tomorrow's Thursday, and since Thursday 's basically almost Friday, and Friday is the start of the weekend.. Well, it's getting there, right?

Anyway - this Wednesday hasn't been all that bad either. OK, I've just checked in to the hospital for another radiation therapy session tomorrow, but as I had plenty of time for the trip, I elected to go backroads all the way. Lovely, narrow, winding roads through the lush, green Scandinavian summer. Passing farms, small villages, medieval churches, rune stones and whatever else imaginable really made my day. Well here, in Uppsala, this time I wasn't lodged into a sterile hospital ward, but rather in the neighbouring "care hotel", which, while being a bit adapted, still is areal hotel, featuring proper beds, sitting chairs and even a refrigerator in the room! The latter prompted a dash to a neighbouring convenience shop, fetching a neat supply of soft drinks. After all - I am supposed to flush out the overshooting isotope tomorrow, so why not do it with something tastier than boring tap water? Admittedly, Swedish tap water is generally extremely good in an international context, but still.
Also, the room features a small but usable desk, so here I am, mulling over the decision not to bring the Drakens and their almost ready missiles. After all, these two nights in peace could have been exactly what is needed to bring those projects to closing.
Alas, I did not, and it is what it is.

Having sorted the hotel and having the rest of the evening to myself after having checked in at the hospital and given a few drops of blood (as you do  ) I took the opportunity to revisit a few of the most significant archaeological sites here at the heart of the joint Swedish kingdom. While I've been at Old Uppsala with my kids, I haven't returned to neither the important pre Viking era Valsgärde burial site nor the majestic Hågahögen since my archaeological studies back in the late nineties. While not much is altered (thank you very much!) it's still nice to just wander about, and as I've always done, rather looking at the site in its geographical and topographical context than just at the site itself. It's fascinating that you can see Old Uppsala from Valsgärde, only a few miles to the south, and Håga is also quite nearby, if masked by terrain. Still, these three prominent sites were active simultaneously, pointing to an almost unfathomable concentration of wealth and power in just a couple of square miles. Mindboggling.

And also very beautiful.

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Last week, as I believe I mentioned in another thread, I was on the island of Gotland and the political week there. Really interesting, as always, but also, this year, surprisingly useful also from a purely professional perspective. I have been mulling over my options for some time now, but having spent an almost unnecessarily long lunch in medieval Visby with a very good and ridiculously well-connected friend, not only one, but several possible openings have appeared, and while nothing is even close to being definitive, I am experiencing a feeling of hope and anticipation that hasn't been there for almost a decade. It's an almost uncomfortably unusual feeling, yet a nice one. A really nice one.

Also unusually, the general feeling after thexweek was surprisingly positive. For quite a few years now, at least since the pandemic, it's been a lot of doom an gloom in both political and business seminars, but this year, while everyone is sorely aware of the Russian threat as well as the insecurity caused by the unhinged American regime, there's a definite trust in Europe and its capacity to not only ride through this turmoil, but even to emerge stronger. Perhaps it's partly due to Hungary ousting its increasingly undemocratic leadership, thereby putting an end to the enemy within the EU, but also, UK's increasing awareness of the losses it made and continues to make by being on the outside is encouraging. UK belongs firmly in the European family, and while EU definitely is far from perfect, it's better changed from within. And these tendencies seem to be returning.
Also, the economy looks to be brighter than if expected, not least given the war. But we seem to be pulling through, and there's a sense of urgency among politicians in doing the smart things rather than positioning against political opponents. That's not how it's been looking for quite a while! And best of all - it now looks as if the still almost 20% strong right wing populists will lose all influence in the coming elections. We've needed that to happen for a good decade now! And God willing, the rest of the political spectrum will manage not to get lured into that trap again. As always, populists will, much like a mud wrestler, drag you down in the dirt just to beat you with experience once you're there. We need to stay above that level.

As I write from my surprisingly spacious hotel room, the evening is drawing to a close, and should probably tuck in. Still, the summer outside and some Bach on the speaker (brought from home - you never leave for an overnighter without a sound system) is keeping me up, my mind peacefully drifting. But I should return to discipline. Tomorrow's an early start and a frightfully long day, so I'd better get in order. Boring.