Wow...just...wow.

So, on Sunday night they sent out a message to the students saying "The weather doesn't look too good...we're going to meet up on Monday and do mini-wing training.

While a nominally great idea, they were understating the case a bit.

The weather called for 8mph winds, gusting up to 45mph.  Monday...Tuesday...in fact, the whole holiday. Nobody would be flying this week, not even the instructors.

I took credit for my course, and rebooked another course for 14 October, in Spain.  Perhaps the weather there is a little more cooperative?

With a heavy heart I started off home.  Just a couple miles from where I was staying, I caught this landscape out the corner of my eye, and had to stop and try to capture it.

I didn't get to fly, but a boy can dream: