Well – what do you know? It’s a weekend of beautiful weather – cold, crisp air and blue skies with light winds and in a good direction for the strip. Perfect! I had booked JT for the weekend for a Fly-In at Easter Airfield up on the Black Isle, which isn’t an Island at all, but that’s another story.

Unfortunately, on Wednesday, I came off my mountain bike in spectacular fashion and have ended up with two broken ribs and fractures to two others! Unlike Chuck Yeager ( in so many ways! ), who broke the sound barrier in the Bell X1 with a couple of bust ribs after falling off his horse the night before, I can not even contemplate enduring the agony which flying the Auster would induce – just getting in and out the thing would probably make me pass out, so once again, plans thwarted and it looks like it’ll be 6 weeks or so before I can think about flying again. It’s particularly annoying given how good the weather is this weekend, but as the saying goes, the best laid plans………

My bike came off relatively well, apart from a well and truly buckled front wheel.

So it will be even quieter than usual here in JT land for a while – I might post something topical from time to time, but there aint going to be any flying until we’re well on our way to Christmas and by then, we’ll be in the customary 20 minutes of daylight a day (Ok, maybe a bit of an exaggeration ) and no doubt, howling gales and snow (no exaggeration). Great.