Those rain storms on Thursday were a blessing not because they caused us to find a good brew pub -- rather they ushered in beautiful blue skies, lower temperatures, low humidity and HUGE FREAKING PLANE SUCKING UPPING THERMALS FROM CRAZY DEMENTED LAND. Friday was one of the best flying days in years. Saturday weren't too darn shabby either!
Flew everything I brought, towed a bit with Len's Bidule including hauling the massive Queen Mary DG-1000, and came home with a bigger belly and a nice Top Gun trophy for the Slingsby Falcon III. Even the traffic driving home cooperated for the most part.
Until next August!

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