I don’t know if anyone tried it, but Saturday finished with it still being soarable when the pub beckoned, then when we came back on Sunday the thermals were still going well, so presumably it was a cracking good night. Unfortunately on Saturday there had been overcast at high level, which made the daytime soaring almost impossible. On Sunday it evidently wasn’t so bad, because Phil and Chris amongst others set off on 300km flights. It seems the going got difficult though, and all gave up part way round and came home. Rumour has it Phil was looking up at the walkers on the Malverns before he got the saving thermal. (Did you get a photo Phil, or were you a tad too busy?)
Any other tales of derring do?