Sunday, November 18, 2007
Hollywood Heights
Personally, I've been to the USA quite a number of times and visited something between 10 and 15 states. Last time I was in the Los Angeles area is exactly 9 years back; the focus wasn't on R/C helicopters then, but the trip was lots of fun nonetheless. Actually Hellman and I (watch the famous "Tool Time" video on the HeliGraphix website in case you really don't know who this guy is!) had toured quite some part of the west coast and visited Las Vegas and the Grand Canyon. Those were the good old days … :-)
We arrived in L.A./California at 5 AM and had to wait 6 hours until we could collect our rental car; getting it earlier meant returning it earlier on the last day (which was no option for us) or paying an extra day. So we waited patiently at the LAX airport and were positively surprised that after sunrise it got significantly warmer than expected.
We finally got the car and – after a lengthy procedure of another 3 hours! – also got a GPS (that's what they call the sat navigation systems here). The first thing we did was to get us something to eat; right after this we drove to a supermarket parking lot and slept for two or three hours. We had tried to find some better location first, but we were so worn out that we just had to stop and get some rest immediately.
Los Angeles is an amazing city and certainly one of the largest in the world. While still driving to downtown we could already see the famous Hollywood sign in the hills. One of the original ideas was to find the sign and to fly there. Despite 4 to 6 freeway lanes for every direction (!) traffic was bad and by the time we got to the area it was already dark; the sun goes down around 5:30 PM. Unfortunately, the big white letters are not lit in the night, so the only thing left to do was to find a motel and sleep the sleep of the just.
The next morning we drove through Hollywood and some of the famous streets and took in Beverly Hills along the way. This is definitely a nice place to live, at least if you have the necessary pocket money to buy or rent one of the villas there. Many celebrities live here; however, you won't get to see anyone – they all hide behind big walls and the signs leave no doubt you aren't welcome. Quite understandable, though.
Since we are notoriously pressed for time we were quite happy that none of the famous guys came around the corner and spotted us. Imagine a similar scene like in the Australian hobby shop: We drive happily through Beverly Hills, and all of a sudden Bruce Willis jumps out of his driveway, dressed in pants and wearing a bloody shirt. He then limps to our car, rolls over the hood, stares at us through the windshield, frowns and shouts: 'Hey, aren't you those crazy German helicopter guys?!' Thank goodness he stayed at home so we didn't have to sign autographs and lost more time. ;-)
Finding the Hollywood sign was a nightmare. If you get closer you cannot see it anymore because buildings and trees obstruct your view. We went to nearby Griffith park, and while Saskia was busy to pull some thorns out of her hand after falling into a huge cactus I climbed two impressive hills to get an overview. BAD idea – the way up is always one thing, but the way down … Saskia decided to look away to not see me fall down. Anyway, after quite a while I made it without injuries; and the good thing was: We'd gotten a pretty good idea where to find the sign!
Our GPS this time was a lot better than the Australian one; still we've seen better devices. Driving through the hills of Hollywood was the next nightmare. It's all narrow streets, sometimes one way, and it takes you ages to reach a certain point. It reminds you of driving in Oslo (Norway), and there is also a remote similarity to the part of Zurich (Switzerland) situated on the hillside. Driving from there to work every day will cost you lots of time, and the view isn't that good either – quite often you just see the roofs of other houses and the horizon lies in the haze (another serious problem when trying to get good pictures in the Hollywood bowl!). We had no idea why someone would want to pay a million dollars or more for a small home in this area.
In the late afternoon we had finally gotten as close to the Hollywood sign as one could get. It is not allowed to hike up or do anything else except taking a picture. Lots of full-size helicopters are circling over the area all the time. We especially liked the above information sign: If you try to reach the big letters, they will either arrest you or/and you will have to pay $103. Not $102 and not $104, but exactly $103! :-) We could name more such cases where every last dollar matters.
To tell you the truth, the big white letters and the scenery around are nothing to really get you excited. Since there was not much space for flying anyway we decided to only take a couple of cool pictures rather than a video. The result was nice and worth all the trouble, but the film sequence would never have made it into the final WSF movie. We therefore put the machine away right after the flight – a good decision since not much later one of the air patrol helicopters came looking, and another few minutes later a patrol car showed up. This was exactly the time we left, so they just talked to a couple of other tourists which happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. :-) Having said this, we don't think it was us who attracted the air patrol.
Yesterday evening and the whole day today we drove a total of 800 km through the Mojave Desert. Currently we are close to the Grand Canyon national park and hope to get some impressive footage there; fortunately no snow yet!
This evening I finally found the time to replace the Three Dee MP-XL's old main drive wheel; it looked as if bigger load changes would have killed the remains of what used to be its teeth. Let's hope the problem is gone now, at least for the second part of this world tour.
Labels: Beverly Hills, California, Hollywood, LA, Los Angeles, main drive wheel, repair, USA
Monday, November 12, 2007
Ayers Rock – Spirit of the Aborigines
The next day we got up at 04:30 AM (don't ask when we went to bed!) in order to drop our rental car before boarding the plane to the Australian Outback. Due to a little confusion at the filling station (the rental company had no signs in the car at all what fuel it uses) we ended up with the wrong fuel in the tank – and broke down a kilometer later, still four kilometers away from the airport. It was clear we'd miss the flight; luckily a nice guy from Peru helped us and took Saskia to the airport. While she arranged that Qantas gave us a later flight I was standing in the rain for 2 hours waiting for a tow truck and dealing with the rental car company. Shit happens!
Ayers Rock is simply amazing! In the language of the local Aborigines it is called Uluru; not too far from it lie The Olgas (Kata Tjuta), another interesting rock formation and significantly larger than Ayers Rock. Both were formed about 800 million years ago in the same geological process; the whole land was flooded several times, and mud, sand, gravel, pebbles, rock, etc. accumulated in depressions. The whole mixture got heavily compacted (we're talking about geological time spans here!) and was finally pushed back to the surface. Erosion formed the structures visible today; and yes, this means we just see the tip of a much larger formation extending a couple of kilometers down into the earth. Please note that unlike Kata Tjuta the Uluru mainly consists of arcose sandstone; its original color is grey, but it contains a significant amount of iron minerals. The weathering process forms iron oxides which account for the nice red color; the whole mountain and desert around are rusting, if you want. :-)
Ayers Rock is about 350 m high (The Olgas over 500 m) and has been declared world natural heritage by the UNESCO (yes, these guys are everywhere! It is a mere matter of time until the whole planet is a UNESCO world something heritage …).
The local resort is called Yulara; it's basically a couple of hotels around a ring road including a supermarket and a filling station. That's it, and you won't find anything else in a radius of several hundred kilometers. The main language there is German! :-)
We inspected our baggage and found that the "fragile" stickers of the airline actually mean "please drop it extra hard!" Repairing the Three Dee MP-XL took about three hours, but it was nothing that couldn't be fixed. On this occasion we discovered that the main drive wheel showed strange signs of wear (see picture). The teeth in four parts of the gear wheel were heavily worn leaving big grooves between what's left of the original teeth. The four areas are the consequence of a slight noncircularity of the drive wheel (that's nothing unsual). As to what causes this strange kind of abrasion effect we're not absolutely sure. We have marked everything and will inspect it after every flight.
BTW, our last FP 4900 mAh pack was significantly ballooned after the air transport from Sydney to Ayers Rock – this is actually the first real indication that the constant transport under low pressure conditions may be (one of) the problem(s). The spare packs from Rainer Hacker (fedexed by Nicolas and BBT) should reach us Tuesday evening in Hawaii.
Both Uluru and Kata Tjuta are sacred in Aborigine belief and they were given back to them by the Australian government in 1985. Today the whole area is a national park; you can visit it for a fair entrance fee but have to follow the rules which means don't leave the marked paths, only stop in special viewing areas, etc. Not so good for flying; but then, there weren't too many people around so you could just jump over the fence or walk a little into the desert. Temperature? We had everything from 10 to 30+ degrees centigrade.
Okay, are the flights a homerun then? Not really, for several reasons. First difficulty is the weather; at least during our short stay it kept changing constantly. The funny thing is that the clouds appear out of nowhere within half an hour, but they do not move. After some time they simply dissolve and rematerialize somewhere else. The very moment it gets cloudy the wind freshens up to a point where your cap gets blown off; this can happen within less than five minutes. The next thing is, clouds cast big shadows onto the Rock – and this makes it look very dull in the picture.
The bottom line of all of this is: Find a good spot to fly where the Rock is not too near (so it'll fit into the picture) but still looks impressive, then wait in the car for as long as it takes, and when the lighting situation seems to get well jump out and fly.
The hotels at Yulara Resort provide (expensive) internet access; you get a fast download connection, but the upload is as slow as 2 KB/sec. which means most programs give up due to timeout when uploading pictures. This was the reason why we couldn't update the blog for three days. But transfer of the digital material to the computer, picture screening and selection, then post production and finally data backups kept us over-busy anyway. It's insane how much time such straight forward computer work takes – one day is nothing at all!
All in all the trip to Ayers Rock was both a success and adventure. To those of you appreciating the silence of a desert, the only sound being caused by the wind flowing over the landscape, combined with a clear vision till the "end of the world", we can only recommend this place.
The very cool image above is a pure HeliGraphix shot outside the WSF. Apropos, don't forget to check out our regular website as well! In our latest video we explore what happens if you fly with your R/C helicopter through a car wash. :-)
Labels: Aborigine, Australia, Ayers Rock, breakdown, desert, main drive wheel, national resort, Outback, repair, Uluru, Yulara
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