Remembering a summer's day

Remembering a lovely sunny 7th July four years ago today where I flew from Kent to Essex and onto Norfolk in my friend's wonderful 1940s built Cessna 120 tailwheel.

Sunshine, a few fluffy clouds and 15kt tailwind with a great pilot friend for company. Feels a world away from today as I write this sat in a jumper wearing long winter socks. Humph.