Needing to go straight to Bath after flying, I scrounged a lift from Malcolm. After most of the crowds had got away, I finally had a go as it got a bit strong and gusty. Quickly got into a climb under Ella and a few others, and fairly steadily up to 3,000. Just like Friday, the others in the climb pushed forward towards better clouds - but downwind fever gave me a blue hole to cross.
Halfway to Beckhampton I found a zero and, helped by a buzzard, it turned into a real climb that got me past the Devizes road and the A4 (which I had my eye on as my possible hitching route to Bath). I then glided towards Calne, but realised I was going to pass north of it. Mike Coupe saw me struggling in another zero and zoomed to join me; after a few turns he was well above me, and I couldn't stay with him as he turned that one into a proper climb and went on his way.
I aimed for a football field in the village of Hilmarton. I worried for a minute that it might be a school field and so locked up on Easter Saturday, but a bunch of children and adults started waving from the playground at the end of it as I flew over. As I packed up, the kids asked lots of intelligent questions about paragliding (they enjoyed lifting my vario over their heads), while one of their mothers sent the video that she'd taken of my landing to my phone. Then another offered me a lift to Chippenham station! But delegated the task to her husband. The second friendly reception on a football field in two days!