Geoff flying at the Mynd.We had a lazy morning, given that we were both stiff from being in the air for three hours. I didn’t realise how much I push on my stirrup until I got out of bed this morning. My thighs were aching!

It was windy and drizzling, but we got a 3jam saying that a PG was flying. There didn’t seem to be any rush, so we pottered about, and only looked out of the window at 12.30pm, to see 8 PGs and loads of HGs in the air. The sky was breaking up and there was sun and cumulus. We have never got ready so fast. We sent out a 3jam for the benefit of the two or so pilots who were not already on the Long Mynd, but got an update nearly immediately. Most people were struggling to penetrate forward and were landing behind the fence and in the heather further behind the field. It was clearly too windy for us, so Geoff got out the hang glider and we spent ages checking it over after the strip-down and service.

He flew twice. Some PGs did venture into the air at times, but it always looked like gale hanging, so I gave it a miss.

See photos of today.