Luck of the Irish

We had only two opportunities to fly during our week in Ireland. Being realistic in our expectations of Irish weather, neither Mel nor I expected to fly.
We got lucky… twice.
As a picture paints a thousand words, Mel’s facebook album tells a far better story than I could write, so I’ll keep it brief…
We flew on two occasions, once in the Mourne Mountains and once in the Burren. Both presented mellow thermic conditions, that any Irish pilot would dream of. None were to be seen, but in seeking light humor and bubbly characters, we had to settle for Swanny:-)
For the rest of the Irish story, check out Mel’s Facebook album here