We've now slipped firmly into the season of longer nights and shorter days. But there was a time when daylight extended well into the evening and soaring enthusiasts gathered on the hallowed turf to celebrate the summer solstice....
sun, sky and soaring, as opposed to mud, moisture and misery.
something sleek and sexy lurks in the vegetation...
she's a bit dirty, and scantily clad in black plastic....but then aren't all the best ones so?
Pete's past self is receiving a message from the future via the medium of this blog-
only a few months till retirement sir!
Simon gets a firm toss from Mark.
The final rays of the longest day.
Eric (well not actually Eric, rather his Cularis) scratching around
in the magical evening light.
starting a theme of dodgy focus images; a slope-side orchid....
.....and what would have been a cracker of an arrival shot
Not sure how you fly these new cutting edge models with the transmitter
actually moulded into the wing?!
....but they seem to perform very well indeed!