Ice cream in St Andre sur mer. March?
Ice cream after my last flight in Colombia, why not ice cream after my first flight in Scotland. In March! Totally bonkers.
It should be said, it must be said, Scotland at its very best. Perthshire is my favourite shire and today from burger van with all of the Munro's peaked with a dusting of snow, it was glorious. Just magnificent!
I looked at the forecast and chose Burger Van. Arrived early and had a sweat free ascent. Waited for the team to arrive. And waited! And waited. On my tod, again.
Launched into a fair breeze. Thank goodness the lochan below was frozen. No white horses in sight.
Straightlined to the convergence cloud out front and climbed to something short of base. Off we go. Down to Lochearnhead and back to Ben Vorlich for a bit of soaring. This developed into a minor climb out, allowing me to traverse the south side of Lochearn. Note to fellow travellers, hang on to the climb at the end of the last hill on this ridge. Thereafter, patience and avoidance of airspace infringements is all that was required.
Stunning views of Perth and the Tay. Not flown this route before. Out of airspace after Cupar and the going was good all the way to Crail, or as far as I dared go before checking my penetration into wind.
Back to St Andrews, 15kph into wind, with lots of height. Painfully slow progress. Decided it would be quicker to fly back to Crail and get the bus.
Ok, I realise that I am becoming a bit of a bore re. My retrieve luck. But! Farmer keen to check on the damage I might have caused to his winter barley decided that I was such a nice chap that I should be chauffeured all the way to St Andrews bus station. Winston Kilfedder, you are a gem.
May you live past the centenary that you deserve.