My sister and family were leaving at 7am, so we were up from about 6am, saying goodbye. I went back to bed, but didn’t get much sleep. We left my parents at about 10am and headed home to get our gliders and go out to Santa Brigida. A south forecast, so nothing guaranteed. There seemed little wind on the way, and the direction was variable, so it was anyone’s guess what the wind would be doing on site.
When we arrived, it seemed very west on the ground, but the flag on top showed south. We waited a little while in the landing field, while a few gusts came through, and had a snooze to make up for lost sleep in the morning.

After waking up it still seemed south, so we drove up. There were wave bars ahead and behind and the westerly component was evident, but it was only after walking behind the take-off to take a picture of the sky that I realised what was actually happening. The gust were coming up the side of the hill, very strongly. This meant that the warmed rock and trees were bringing it on to the point where you thought that it was actually ok to fly, but in reality, the wind was actually more like 110 degrees off. It wasn’t safe to fly, so we read our books some more and then went to Fonter to get fizzy water from the spring. It was probably flyable elsewhere, if we had bothered to drive to somewhere else.

See photos of today.