Dartmoor shrouded by low cloud... the Open Day decorations looking bedraggled... the trout stream past the hangar in full flood... and just five of us (Steves Lewis and Raine, John Bolt, Andrew Beaumont and yours truly) poised to exploit the clearance which only showed signs of arriving as we headed home. (Or to be more accurate scoffing our sandwiches, emptying our flasks, playing the simulator, exchanging 'war stories' and setting the world to rights - until we were in danger of boring each other to death.)
As ever, this latest 'wet Wednesday' provided another opportunity to spend time with good friends and fellow-enthusiasts. But when is it all going to stop and enable us to indulge in some decent soaring?
Rumour has it the coming weekend from Friday onwards looks promising. Otherwise, you'll be pleased to hear that I'm off abroad again next Thursday, so the weather is bound to improve then.
Looking forward to seeing those of you who can make it on Saturday.
Bob Pirie
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