What a great day for the early starters but boy was it cold up high .
Arriving at 10:30 on the hill to light winds with stronger gusts cycling through it was with a little trepidation we committed .
After half an hour the trig point still keep dragging us back to eye level then the sky opened and defined clouds meandered hillward bound .
Spring thermals can be such fun until your hands freeze .
Said frozen hand forced landing and acting like a woose , winging as life returned .
Great to see a load of Welsh friends and the RAF Boys and Girls