Sunday morning lie in. in a tent! No kids. The day couldn't get any better.
Head out of the tent showed that the bonfire was still burning and people were stirring.
sky was blue. wave clouds were missing so game on.
The day started bright and sunny but as I'm talking about 6am it was bound to change as our club was hosting a round of the Scottish Nationals paragliding comp.
By 8.30 there were clouds in the sky. Quite sculpted clouds.. known by paraglider pilots as "wave" clouds. Pretty much a normal start to a days paragliding competition in the UK then!
The forecast hinted that there might be a chance of evening flying at Newark Hill so a plan was hatched to meet at the bottom for 16:30. A bit of miscommunication meant that Stephen made it to the bottom just after 17:00.
During the days leading up to Thursday it looked like there was a chance for some evening flying at Singlie. It sounded like half the club was going to head along which would have been nice although the hill is quite small!
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After a month away giving the brain cells there annual kicking at the GardenParty, AudioSoup and BeatHerder, it was long past time to fly again before all currency was lost. Something in the way of gentle summer evening flying was in order after a lay of and Singlie came good.
