So the plan for today was to go to Sant Pere de Rodes. The forecast had the tramuntana weakening, and it could be good for the north side. In the event, the strong north wind continued and it was supposed to cloud over in the early afternoon. A few people said they were going to Santa Brigida, but we’ve got a new policy of not flying Santa Brigida three days in a row, so we don’t get bored of the place too soon, and we settled down to a day’s work. By 2pm the cumulus looked really good and it’s better to make hay while the sun shines, we’d regret it if the weather turns bad again, too nice to sit inside, etc.

Oriol phoned us on our way out and told us the cloud streets were epic and it was a good XC day, so we put our foot down. We met Nani in the car park, as Oriol launched for his second flight and got high. We drove up, but by the time we got ready, the lift wasn’t as good. It was still very thermic and I flew for a short while, but it seemed to be getting weaker and then less chance to go over the back, so I landed when Roger arrived, so I could say hello to him. I flew again, but my heart wasn’t in it really. Too tired and we have flown Santa Brigida three days running now. I know I shouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth and should be grateful for such a hugely reliable winter site, but I am looking forward to flying somewhere else tomorrow.

See photos of today.

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