Today's forecast was dismall, rain, low cloud, no wind. So late breakfast, drive to club - find the forecast was correct, so a second late breakfast at the Black-faced sheep. back to the club to find the locals rigging and launching into a rapidly clearing sky, so we did, too.
Paul Barnett (me) in SH4, after a stupidly low release, eventually got to 18000ft and Diamond height. (Oh, and I think the other guys enjoyed the day too)
Then back home to a haggis and Champagne supper (haggis killed and cooked by Bob)
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