The forecast wasn’t great and we decided to save ourselves for the potentially good four days to come. Of course, the forecast was wrong as usual! Rather than going to Acton Scott working farm to see Tom, as we have been planning to every Thursday for weeks, we decided to go out flying instead. The sky got better and better, but there seemed no wind.

An orange Niviuk glider was making impressive attempts at getting up on the Long Mynd, but was struggling to get above launch height. He had to slope land several times and walk back up and then went down to the bottom after a heroic scratch. Turned out it was Ben Henson.

I hate days like these. It’s just a lottery whether you launch at the right time or not, especially when there are only a handful of people out. You sit there baking all day and think of all the useful things you could be doing, whilst sitting under a fantastic sky you can’t get up to. We’ve been there too many times before… So we stayed at home and did the garden and then watched the sky cloud over. We gave up on the idea of flying at 2.30pm and drove over the Long Mynd to do some archery, stopping to chat to the die-hard keen guys on the hill.

Archery was good. We did lots of checking and taking photos (a good way of looking to see if alignment between shoulders and elbows is right, etc.). We shot until a blister on my finger stopped play.

See photos of today.