We woke up this morning a bit knackered. We were supposed to be going off on holiday, but the atrocious forecast for Wednesday has scuppered that. A conversation with Mike and Nicky about flying at Targasonne and Berga respectively had us all agreeing that the chances were not great – too much wind from the west. We were too lazy to go skiing.

By 11am the wind was picking up a lot here, but Meteocat dragged its heels on updating and when they finally did, nearly an hour late, it was too late to go for a bum on the beach. We tried, and failed, to fly at Bellmunt instead. To be fair, it was a long shot and we knew so when we left the house, but it’s a pretty place and it was possible that the wind would drop.

We got up to the top and it was top end, but the sky was just epic. Hot, sunny with puffy clouds out front and cloud streets over the back. Sigh. We decided to wait it out, had our picnic and read our books for about 5 minutes before we were both fast asleep like a couple of old fogies who drive to a beauty spot, block the view for everyone else and have nothing better to do than snooze. Dear me.

We managed to have a short walk an hour later, when the wind woke us up by inconsiderately picking up and shaking the van. Actually, it was quite nice to have a day off and do pretty much nothing.

Good day in the UK though, lots of 50km flights in the Peaks and Mid-Wales.

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