We are now well into the foggy morning syndrome and Sunday was a good example
of this. We travelled along the Hogs Back wondering whether we were really
doing a sensible thing, later as we went past Odiham we could hardly see 100 yards
in front of us. We plodded on and arrived at the airfield in sunshine but
that weird sunshine that you know once you get in the air visibility will be
We had thought of visiting Stapleford who had a free landing voucher in the
Pilot magazine but clearly that was not an option. Flying around the
London zone is not good in bad visibility. So we did some aeroplane
maintenance. Those dead and a few live flies who lived in our landing
light cavity were released and the lights polished.
A quick telephone call to Brimpton offered us a warm welcome, so we contacted
our friends at White Waltham and arranged to meet at Brimpton for tea. Our
flight was a little longer than normal as we did not fly direct, preferring to
use roads, the railway and canal as guiding points. We landed on 07 runway
and parked beside the clubhouse. Shortly after the familiar sound of the
Tiger Moth bringing our friends was heard.
We all chatted with the owner and other flyers over a cup of tea putting the
world to rights.