I have been some what reluctant to use the S word [speaking too soon] but now I guess it is as good a summer as we will get. Sort of like a mild winter in the land down under.
It has been getting up into the mid to high teens the last two weeks, sort of muggy like with light rain showers now and again. Last night around suppertime the clouds came in quite dark with rain showers, fog and some distant thunder.
All good conditions for the bugs to thrive, and they sure are.
Looks like more of the same for the rest of the week.

On the QT, Fran and Matthew went off fishing again yesterday morning. Fran has been getting so many hooks snagged that she decided to not take her/our rod.
So what happens? Let’s just say Fran borrowed Matthews’s rod for a cast. Some one ended up at the nursing station to get hook extracted from his forehead.

Grandma is more distraught at what happened than grandson who took it all very well, even chatting up the nursing staff while they wait for the maintenance man to bring the plies in.

GD called with report of her long cross country flight [instructor included]. Did Deseronto, Oshawa, Peterborough triangle.
At Oshawa they landed without any hold ups, but then had to wait for over half an hour for take off, had quite a number of planes behind her before she got OK for take off.
In they approach Peterborough they were just about to descend for landing when another plane was spotted 100 ft directly below them. Whoever it was had not used their radio to ID themselves and whatever else it is you do in when approaching airports in high traffic areas. A/hole
So GD had to swing away to do another approach run.
So the next run is a solo of the same triangle.