Difficult, too, to equal our Chairman's descriptive prose generated during countless hours spent each week commuting on National Express coaches. One has to admire Martin Cropper's commitment; travelling down from London by coach on Friday night, grabbing some 'family time' on Saturday and then, after spending Sunday instructing and running the airfield, heading back to London ready for his day job (and blog-writing) on Monday morning.
But back to today. As usual, we had the usual healthy mixture of Wednesday regulars and newcomers, but were amazed at one point when an enthusiastic visitor appeared out of the murk seeking to purchase a trial lesson voucher. (Even more amazed when, during the afternoon, Jeff Cragg arrived bathed in a brief ray of bright sunshine!)
For most of the day, however, the weather could not have been worse, so we decided to progress various new or ongoing tasks of potential benefit to the entire membership. The only exception to this was the annual inspection of our own ASW20F, and Martin Broadway and I are most grateful to John Bolt for undertaking this, with extra ''muscle' provided by various willing colleagues.
|Martin and Bob fettling the ASW20|
|As part of repairing the puncture, wheel break was adjusted|
Before the hangar doors were closed, some planning for the repacking was undertaken, to make the Zugvogel more accessible to the increasing number of solo pilots wishing to fly it, and putting the currently under-utilised Pirat at the back.
|The only blue sky we saw all day made a 30second appearance as we closed the hangar doors|
It's quite amazing how - mainly because of the great team of enthusiasts who form the core of our club's membership - whether at weekend or on Wednesdays, even the duffest of days can turn out to be fulfilling,
and even fun.