We had a lovely hot brekky with bacon and eggs and non-alcoholic wine this morning. The occasion was Maverick's 6th birthday. (also Grandad Cook's birthday)
After a morning swim, Ed, Squirt and co hit the road. Mary & John left soon after.
At lunch time, we had a refreshing but all-too-brief shower / storm. It only lasted about 10 or 15 minutes, but it was interesting what came down in the shower.
Soon after the storm, we discovered that not one, but two gliders had come down with the storm. Apparently they were all set to land at the nearby gliding field, but the storm pulled all the heat or pressure, or something out of the air and brought them down short of the target - one landing in Lochlea and one landing in the paddock next door. We couldn't really help, so watched from the verandah as they retrieved their gliders from the muddy field.
We had a bit of a chat to the people and they seemed like nice friendly folk. Apparently landing short of the gliding field is not an unnusual occurrence. :)
No damage sustained to the gliders.
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