Olympus Cup in Estonia, Tuesday August 19 2008
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Tuesday August 19

We,  Event Director Valdur Vacht and I, had started at 8 our drive from Laagri to Võru, a town in South East Estonia, where the first competition flight was to happen on Thursday morning. I had arrived on Monday. We had scouted for launch fields in South West and West from Keila and had learned from a lady boss that having access to and goals on the big peat bog fields was out of question. We had also checked the propane refueling site on the gounds of Keila water purification plant. In the evening Valdur had given me a tour through Kadriorg, Pirita, Lasna­mäe and Musta­mäe, suburbs of Tallinn.

We had chosen the old, winding and lightly trafficked road via Rapla, Türi, Viljandi, Rõngu and Otepää. The illustrated fence in Türi was just like it was five years ago. In Rõngu we stopped at Rõngu Kõrts, an old tavern, very stately.

INVALID CAR FROM SOVIET TIME WAS PARKED IN FRONT OF THE OLD PUB, A STATELY MONUMENT OF ARCHITECTURE.


The first thing we did after reaching the area of our competition map was to check the propane refueling site in Väimela, 5 km to North from Võru. Valdur had tried to find a place that would meet my requirements: ideally no buildings, people and traffic within radius of 400 meters, and easy escape route for the waiting balloon vehicles in case of fire at filling site. The places he had found in Keila and Väimela were not perfect but very good. I was glad that Valdur had again done his best. Propane explosions are rare but they spell disaster. The latest BLEVE type explosion had taken place on August 10 in Toronto. It was a lucky one: only one person died in the explosion. Police evacuated the surrounding(!) residence area within one mile radius of the propane terminal.

Accommodation for balloon teams and competition staff  was also in Väimela, in the students' quarters of Võrumaa Kutsehari­dus­keskus, a vocational school with more than
80 years of history behind it. Buildings were renovated up to high standard in 2005. Hostesses Taimi and Klaarika promised to meet the teams in the courtyard, give them the keys and take them to their rooms. Later we saw that they delivered this excellent service.


ONE OF THE BUILDINDS WHERE WE WERE HOUSED AT VõRUMAA KUTSEHARIDUSKESKUS. ANOTHER IMAGE: A DETAIL ABOVE CENTRAL WINDOW.

After making our presence known at the Town Hall and Võru Spordikeskus, the new and impressive sports center that was our competiton headquarters, we spend rest of the day checking possible goal sites and launch fields. The medium range forecasts and EMHI's one week forecast had indicated that we will need launch fields in South West and West if we want to fly over town of Võru. The best way to provide balloon entertainment to general public was to fly over town.

During his preliminary trip to Võru Valdur had found Karelli­oja, a goal site in town next to the Sports Center, a launch field in Roosi­saare, West from town, and a 500 m long army shooting range in South West. I decided the scoring areas and the spot for target at Karellioja. We took a qvick look at Roosisaare and a close look at the shooting range in middle of a big forest.



ARMY SHOOTING RANGE IN MIDDLE OF FOREST WAS FOUND SUITABLE FOR TAKE-OFF AND TARGET. BIGGER IMAGE.

Võru's population is over 14 000 people, same as my home town's in Finland. The difference is that Võru is a real town, as the other is town only in name. In evening Valdur took me to Võru Kannel, the Culture Center. I asked our guide how many people usually come to concerts given at the two concert halls. The answer indicated that people interested in high culture were much more numerous in Võru than at my home community in Finland, where we also have a very good Culture Center. Estonians are definitely a cultured nation. I would not say the same about Finns. Cultured people in Finland are a small minority.  They have no say in matters that are decided by politicians, not in countryside.


THE PUB WHERE WE HAD SUPPER AT END OF THE DAY.

Wednesday would be the 17th Day of Restoration of Inde­pend­ence. No shops or restaurants would be open. That's why we went to buy bread, cheece, sausage and other things for breakfast, and couple of beers for nightcap. Among the important things was Nescafé. Valdur was very suspicious as he had never before drunk it. It may have been 20 years since I did, but I assured him that in an emergency like this Nescafé would do the trick: open our eyes in the morning. [CONTINUE TO WEDNESDAY]


JÜRI STREET AT SUNSET. DIFFERENT IMAGE, AND BIGGER.