Another perfect day, alone, at the field. Put in 3 flights of about 10 minutes each. It was pretty windy, enough that I needed full throttle to make any headway upwind. Fighting the wind also cut down the flight times. And since this was a crosswind (which is the norm at our field) it was making landings a bit tricky (or from another perspective "more fun"). But I have a rule: If the wind's not strong enough to blow my hat off, it's not strong enough to stop me from flying!

The Puppeteer is a relatively heavy model but even so it was being buffeted around quite a bit. It was tough to get it to want to come down and when it did, it floated long and on the slightest bounce wanted to go airborne again. On the last landing a sudden sideways gust took the tire off the wheel. After about a half-dozen landings I decided to go with "the better part of valour" and packed up. Also it looked like my hastily repair tail skid was coming apart from the rough taxiing on our mostly dirt field.

The dogs kept me company. The last photo shows "the field" on the university campus. So far the only thing I've flown there is a kite.