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      Early cumulus on Hongrie
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       The weather is starting to settle down
      again after yesterday's storms, although it appears that only the Brits
      seemed keen on flying today. After dispatching Jim to the Charbre, I opted
      for Hongrie, which provided me with a 6 knot climb to 7000ft and an easy
      getaway to the north. 
      All went well until I reached Chabriere,
      which managed to maintain its reputation as "unpredictable". I
      couldn't make it work and I wasn't overly keen on entering the darkness
      over the tete de Lucy, so I decided to head west for some sunshine.   | 
   
  
  
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      Pic de Bure
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    | There was a lot of
      cumulus on track, most of which were working well. I skirted past the pic
      de Bure, its summit still in cloud, and carried on towards the Glandasse
      on the western edge of the Vercors. Cloudbase dropped a little as I
      approached the mountain and I didn't see much future in carrying on
      further north, though that man Jim, along with Mike and David,  made it to Grenoble in what must
      have been trying circumstances. Chapeau to them all. | 
   
  
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      Glandasse
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    | So south it was for
      me. Fairly easy until I was approaching Vinon where the clouds decided to
      give up on any convective action, leaving me with the only sensible option
      of heading back north. I was hoping for a run along the parcours but a
      large area of rain had developed in that direction forcing me to detour
      via St Auban.
       Some lovely 9000ft cumulus streets led me to Dormillouse,
      where I heard Jim reporting that the Barcelonnette valley was looking
      good. I decided to have a go too, following the ridge on the north side of
      the valley to the Grande Berard. Which wasn't working. And neither were
      the cumulus just off the peaks. So, yet again, I had another struggle on
      my hands, this time in trying to avoid landing out at Barcelonette. Thirty
      tense minutes later I had unlocked the solution and scraped my way back to
      9,500ft and, with great relief, flew home. Now, I need a word with
      Jim...     | 
   
  
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