Forecast was for a NNW wind at 6 to 10mph, overcast, with sunny periods in the afternoon. RASP was uninspiring, but with a 50km task set by Steelie and Seeley I felt I had to come out to play.
Standing on the hill it didn't look like much, but with a light breeze it was at least flyable. The first hop saw us all return to the hill, but 10 mins later a few birds climbing out front kicked off the second scramble. The top guns and aspiring deities were off first; Wayne, Graham, Joe, Ian and Peggy, whilst I faffed with my heated gloves and entering the task.
Climbed out in a small but steady 2 up to about 1,500ft, where I was surprised to see Wayne heading back toward me. 'Hmmm, if he's coming back to my nothing, this is going to be a challenging day! ' From here I had a ringside seat and watched Wayne climb out from below ridge height - tree kicking at its best! Stuck with him as long as I could, but when the afterburners went on (speed bar) I opted not to chase. Been there. Done that. Landed.
Spend the rest of the flight on my own maxing out any climb I could find. Until, finally, after 2hrs in the air, I saw Westbury (goal). A beautiful climb just past Melksham with a sailplane pretty much secured success.
On landing approach I was greeted by the cheering of Wayne and several others - Cool. Only my second ever flight to goal. My joy having arrived at goal was then supercharged to elation when Ken offered to drive us back to Selsley - In my book of pilots he has now been moved up to casual hero!
Successful flight to a predetermined goal, a welcoming committee cheering me in, and a lift back to the car - Fabulous, just fabulous. What a day!