Great looking sky, SW forecast to go west, encouraging forecast on RASP - All looked good. However.
Arrived at Milk and set up. It was clear from the wind that we were on the wrong hill. We all knew it, but no-one was prepared to walk to the Horse. In the end I could stand it no longer and packed up. My departure didn't spark the usual pilot migration, probably because Malcolm was managing to stay up from time to time.
Once on the Horse the first challenge was ow best to keep the cows from crowding take off and licking your wing. The second issue was nil wind. You really had to pick your moment. Three times I walked up the Horse - Three! Nik, Paul and Marek had done the same. I felt I'd earned a climb.
When it eventually arrived I was lucky enough to find the strong bits pretty much straight out from launch and clung on all the way to base. Paul managed to catch something; we were the only beam outs of the day. We'd discussed doing a triangle, but in truth it was a bit late and I was already tired from all the walk ups, and didn't fancy the hassle of a retrieve from who knows where.
With no self imposed pressure the flight was fab! Boating around the hill with no worries about getting back, brilliant! A huge fire on Salisbury Plain and helicopters buzzing left, right and under, provided a great backdrop to a lovely flight. Land back at take-off, packed up and in the car within the hour. Sorted: -)