Went to a sort of nearby IMC Club meeting this morning. Wind was calm at home and forecast to be 8 knots there. On arrival, they were using 14, and wind was 060@9G17. And it was bumpy below 3000, field elevation 400. The runway was long (8000'?), so I didnt worry, aligned myself with left wing down but working the yoke and pedals to try and maintain that. Just as I touched down and set the nose down, here goes the left wing up and up!
I kept her going pretty straight on the right main and nose, but the wind wasn't slacking and the wing wasn't coming down. Interesting periodic squeals were coming from the two tires on the concrete and we began veering into the wind as airspeed bled down and the rudder became ineffective. I considered firewalling it and trying again, but the grass was nice and wide and let me get control again. Missed all the pretty blue lights and taxied down the far taxiway instead of the near one.
A nice looking J with a Plane Cover was tied down on the ramp, sheltering from Irma; it's registered to a company in Ft. Lauderdale, and is one character off from my own number (JJ instead of DJ).
After the meeting, there was a break then an EAA meeting. Meanwhile I watched a Cessna depart 14 while the winds had picked up to 070@14G21. He weathervaned a lot, and the wings were rocking as he went by me a couple hundred feet up. Decided discretion was the better part of valor and left myself before it got any worse. Tower updated winds as 060@12G21, and approved Runway 36 on my second request (course home was 346). My takeoff roll may have been 500' including the gust factor, and I climbed out mostly at or above 1000 fpm at 100 mph, with ground speed showing in the mid-90-knot range. Nice and bumpy again, but smoothed out by 3000 or so and was a nice flight at 6500.
Coming into home, 3200' long, was also bumpy and interesting. I don't like banking as hard as I did at idle, 20' agl over the asphalt, but the resulting landing was a greaser, I didn't feel any wheels touch. If only someone had been there to see it . . . The joy of being the only flyable plane at your home drome . . .
She's safely in the hangar now, and I'm watching every forecaster in the Western Hemisphere keep up the mantra they've been repeating about Irma since at least Tuesday: "it will soon turn to the northwest then north," while we watch it move pretty much due west. If it reaches the Gulf, it will strengthen rapidly back to Cat 5, and all bets are off on its track . . . If she start turning north soon, it will get ugly here late Monday or so, a Mooney hour from Panama City Beach.
Ya'll be careful out there!!