What better slot for a half hour work meeting than at 4pm.....especially when it takes place within half a mile of a flyable hill!
The only fly in the ointment is the mist that keeps rolling in over the ridge. As we all know, trying to keep a model in sight whilst drifting in and out of the clag adds an element of excitement to any sloping sortie, so it's time to man up, toss off and squint hard!
a clear spot as the sun goes down
mist descends to the low lands just in time for night fall
An interesting aside from the usual crop of slender bodied F3F machines is Mr Phillips' latest acquisition. The moulds were constructed about a decade or so ago on an oil rig in the North Sea and only recently has a run of models been pulled from them.
Lovely retro lines and interesting little sub-fin arrangement, it's even got a late eighties inspired colour scheme!
It would appear that summer has shuffled off into hibernation for its annual 51 week slumber. Bring on the misery of cold damp England, and just in case you can't quite recall what that's like, here are a few shots from New Year's Eve Eve 2012...
we have a traffic obstruction.....
in the world of the goggles....
Jason on the slope....a long gone and distant memory
grey, cold, chilly
Alpina begins to strip off in a joyous, hypothermia induced euphoric dance
let me just give you a hand there, you lusciously curvaceous creature!