You ever have one of those days that you just knew you were not suposed to fly? Well I just got back from 198 days in Iraq. I spent the first 2 days with my family and just hooked up two of my planes to the charger on the second night. I chose my trusty Sig Something Extra and my Hanger 9 Funtana 40s as the planes to get my wings back with. The wind was blowing off and on but nothing too bad. I get out to my feild and noticed the club had constructed some nice starting stations since my last visit. Great huh? I set the SSE up on the table, fuel it and and look for my electric starter motor... Hmm forgot it (SIGN #1). But hey I have my chicken stick! I prime the engine and look for my glow plug ignighter... Forgot it[:@](SIGN #2). Okay I have the lead from my flight boxes power panel. Three flipps and that trusty OS .50sx lights up and runs perfect. No needle adjustment needed. I grab my transmitter and prepare to walk away for a range test. I did not make it a step before a gust blew my SSE off of the starting station. Prop strike, engine dies. But no damage. (SIGN #3). Okay, I get my stake style aircraft restraints out of the truck and face my plane into the wind for starting. I get it started back up and pull it out of the restraint system and go to taxi to the runway. The wind gets under the tail and flipps my plane over the nose all the way on to its back. (SIGN #4). Well quite frustrated now, (SIGN #5) I restart my plane and decide to carry it out to the runway.... Yep transmitter anteana got caught by the prop and mangled it... (SIGN #6)... Well by this time I finally got the hint and packed everything back up and went home... I will just have to try again Sunday.