Floaters on the western ridge
Promised was a steady 7mph westerly, what we got was more like 3-7ish westerly.
Up on the beacon on at 1:30 it looked promising my *cough* ted’s 2 meter floater seemed to be going nicely right up to the point when Ted and Dave turned up and killed my lift. I’m not bitter or anything.
Ted optimistic as ever was sporting his new SAS wild thing that he picked up at the sale on Tuesday. Dave brought a 40 year old glider, having pointed out to him that’s quite a bit older than me dave pointed out it’s in better nick than me, can’t argue with that.
Being on a short pass I was all but packed up my the time that John Hills arrived up on the slope, didn’t manage to stay long enough to see him fly.
Gareth









