Red Rasp Abounds.
First classic spring day and our aviators have spread themselves country wide, with a multitude of launch sites selected.
I always opt for Aberfoyle if there is the slightest hope of it working. Mr Tydeman likes the Aberfoyle option as well and we arrive nice and early. It promises to be a strong day and thermals are pulling through as we climb the hill.
A rapid unpack, set up and we're off.
Slightly shocked to find myself back in Aberfoyle at the foot of the hill. Classic looking sky. Considered sitting down in the grass and sobbing quietly. However, we're made of sterner stuff. A sweaty hour later and I'm clipping in for attempt two. Graham still trying and failing to climb out. Like I said a classic flying day.
I launch straight into a thermal and get hoovered straight to base. No skill required. A happy Mr. Tydeman is at base. We have a Scottish gaggle. We head north, across Loch Venachar to Brig o' Turk and on up Glen Finglass.
It is confirmed there is no more beautiful place on this planet than cloudbase above the Scottish Trossachs. Next climb is just west of Ben Ledi and it's a ripper. I really did question whether the canopy might part from my harness. It was a blurr but 15 up flashed on the vario. Note to self, leave early today, base sucks.
I could see Graham in the near distance. He climbed from low to base in one 360. That always makes me smile, nervously.
On to Balquidder. Quite a big cloud above the hill. I decide to look for a "gentle" climb, and skirt the bigger cloud. On to Glen Dochart and unusually, we are still a gaggle.
Nice climb back to base on the south side of the glen. Clearly today was going to be a big day. Thoughts go to Aviemore and beyond.
As we sat outside the Killin Hotel in the strong sunshine of a classic spring day, we cursed our luck at arriving there out of cycle.
A grand day out. Free bus back to Stirling and home. Happy Easter Bunny.