Arrived at Merthyr under a fantastic looking sky at 1130 - too windy. Headed to Focriw - too windy. Spoke to Fi at Frocester, sounded good, so hacked over there enduring the awful traffic on the roadworks outside Aber. Got there at 1430. Guess what, too windy. Fi calls saying she'd had to land at Swindon as her GPS batteries had run out. Later we hear that 100km and 80km flights had also been done from Frocester... Oh bollocks!!!

Looking NW from Merthyr - what a sky!