With 8/8ths low cover and drizzle and, yet again, another westerly the prospects for flying did not look good. This was reflected in the number of folks in attendance. Paul P rolled up at 8:30 to find the 3 members of the Gutsy Goat film crew patiently waiting at the gate – intent on not missing any of the “action” and drama involved in setting up the field. As the camera crew were there we went through the motions of setting up the airfield with little optimism of flying – although it was forecast to brighten up in the afternoon. Paul P got a parachute out and checked it and carried it out to the glider – several times. Filmed from every angle – I think they were trying to find Paul’s “good side”. They filmed the caravan, winch and retrieve driving by, cables inspected and towed out. My hand got a staring role as it rotated a ferrel on the cable. Gradually more members appeared and with each new arrival Paul P enquired “has my arse double arrived”.
With the field set-up the clouds parted and raised and we could fly. Not only could we fly but we could soar – sometimes with cameras recording the flight (thanks Phil for the loan of your camera mounts). 3 flights of around 45 minutes and Paul (where’s my arse double) P with Rob J took longest flight honours with just over the hour. Recently re-solo Alan S took the “king of the hill” honour with a climb to 3,800′.
Only 17 launches but we didn’t get started until 13:30 and we did clock up over 6 hours of flying time. It certainly was a day of 2 halves