Thanks to Geoff on keeping an eagle eye on the weather in Cornwall, he spied a great couple of days on Saturday and Sunday. So, a plan was hatched for a weekend away, a bit of a trek from the West Midlands. Was it worth it? Hell – Yes!
We travelled down on Friday morning, setting off just after 6:00 and had a good run for 1/3 of the way until 5th gear failed in the motorhome. It decided it just didn’t want to play so we continued the journey in 4th gear at a slower pace. We arrived at Davidstow at about 11:30 and set up camp after checking in with John (the Chairman of the club) in the clubhouse.
It turned out that we shouldn’t really have camped where we did but we will know for next time. The crew:
Friday afternoon and the evening blown out but the forecast for Saturday and Sunday was superb. The airfield is approx 1000 feet above sea level with so much space around it with the coast within easy reach to the west and Bodmin moor to the east. Geoff and I had two flights on Saturday morning, one at about 8:00 and the second at about 10:00
It was my first ever time coastal flying, plus cloud hopping, it was superb
We both had a third flight later but Geoff was so keen when he saw Tony Fisher in the air that he went before dinner whereas I waited until afterwards. We were joking on the radio that everything would have been eaten before Geoff go back
Geoff had to be back at work on Monday so we packed up and returned on Sunday afternoon, myself at a slower pace in 4th gear.