884 Gasparilla Island

Mike was ate the field when I arrived.  I followed him up by 5 minutes.  It would have been quicker except that my battery had gone bad and I was forced to jump it with the baby booster.

There was Smooth air coming from the SE.  Mike and I flew over the causeway and partly down the island.  There were plenty of bumps over the island and I choose to go back to the mainland.  Over the gold course there was lift so I stayed there and played while waiting for Mike.

No drama.  I expect ally liked landing on the road and greasing it for a long way and taxiing over to the truck.