Couldn’t type the headline ‘Phew, what a scorcher!’ because I think I’ve used it once before, but it’s been so hot, I can’t be bothered to find out. We’ve had over 80 degrees today and this morning I had to switch on the portable air conditioning unit I have in the conservatory or otherwise it would have been unbearable in there. I’m not a great fan of conservatories – I’m of the view that greenhouses are great for tomatoes but naff for people – so I was glad to get out later on. I got my stuff and Toddie together and away we went, off to Linton.
When I got there I was amazed to find the gate still locked. I phoned Bob and he said he was just leaving to come down, so I opened up and drove across to the strip. Toddie loves it there. Being an ex-gun dog, he loves the countryside and pretty soon even though he was 11 last week, he was racing around like a demented thing following scents all over the place. I’d spotted a pair of pheasants down near one of the hangars and we walked down in that direction as I wanted to see the area where MYRO will soon be parked. Toddie realised the birds were in the long grass and I suppose some half-forgotten instinct came to bear and in he shot. The birds flew up squawking away like mad and a couple of seconds later a very self-satisfied Toddie re-emerged.
Bob turned up a few moments later and when we met, I said I was absolutely amazed that nobody was flying on such a lovely day. Bob said that he was going to have an hour or so later on when the turbulence caused by the heat had died down and I said that I couldn’t blame him. I also said that once I’ve got my Licence back, there’ll be a little bit more flying going on at Linton, and he said that wouldn’t be a bad thing 🙂
We sat and chewed the fat for a couple of hours or so which is almost as good as flying, when you’re not. Sometimes if you talk about microlights to ‘ordinary’ folk, you can begin to see their eyes glazing over after a few minutes, but it’s amazing how two people who share the same enthusiasm can chat away about it for hours and never get bored.
We were joined a bit later by Peter, Ken’s brother who had something he wanted to do and also wouldn’t be flying. Bob then got kitted up and took off in his Quik and I decided to leave as he flew off into the distance.
If you like aircraft and flying, it’s difficult to beat being on an airfield, especially one that’s as glorious as Linton, on a day like today. The only thing that’s better is being on an airfield and flying, but that will come now soon enough. I also decided that I’ll get MYRO’s wings back on next week end so I hope we have another few days of good weather for that, too.