Another cloudy start to the day. First flight was Peter in the Junior. He managed to stay up for about 30 minutes - whereas Graham Davis in the Libelle, who launched next only managed 16. I don't think he went as high on the tow though. Peter did an excellent landing in the junior and was favourably impressed by it.
The sun came out, and I checked with Gen if she wanted the Junior, and suggested she might like to go for a flight in the Twin Astir with me. She agreed and we sent Peter off again in the Junior. He came down two hours later!
Alan Murdoch flew the LS7, Josef Strassl the LS6, and Graham Davis had a much longer flight in his club libelle.
Gen and I had a girls afternoon gliding, and mooched out towards Manilla. We got slightly low at the airstrip, but not down to the circuit planning stage before we got up again. None of the clouds on the way back offered much. I told Gen I thought we could glide back to the field, but I don't think she believed me. But I was right, and we did! Just when we were thinking of landing, she hooked into the best lift we found all day and cored it up to cloudbase. We followed a cloud street towards Gunnedah, but it did not offer much so we turned back an once again had a long glide back. I think Gen was a bit surprised at how far you can go in the concrete swan! Anyway she landed it nicely on runway 14, and we put it away for the day.
After a beer or two outside the club house, John Wakefield decided it was time to teach Boris how to play cricket. He and Josef found it all somewhat mystifying but they joined in anyway. Using a tennis ball, and as the gust front of a storm hit, the bowling was somewhat eratic, and the fielding not much better. I have to admit, that this time, the Poms got the better of us.
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