The longest day

Well, as you insist Jan. The weather was definitely worth staying in bed for but I arrived at the club at 8.00 to find it all but deserted. Pete spotted me mooching about and relayed that he had been ready to fly the tug at 5.00 but had no takers!

We had a party of scouts joining us at 9.00 and I, aided by Ray, the day's duty instructor, DIed the winch. A few other folk turned up, as did the scouts, and by 10.30 we were ready. So it rained. That was the pattern of the day; rain, fly a bit, rain some more. We did get 23 winch launches and an aerotow in, however. The coldest and wettest we have ever been in June, we closed the hangar at about 18.00.

An interesting and challenging day, Beth, one of our cadets, managed the conditions very well, the scouts from 1st Bacton all had a flight and a good time.

Thanks to Ray, Steve, Art, Pete, Phil, Chris and the others I am bound to have forgotten. Now what are the plans for the shortest day?