What a glorious day! A better forecast and light winds allowed a slightly longer task of 87 km. The launch was a bit stressful because the wind switched just as most pilots were kitted up and waiting to launch which saw a mass waddle to the south launch. Felix managed to launch west but tumbled down the slope requiring assistance from the rescue crew.
The start was a less demanding as was the run south to the first turnpoint. With base at 2,800m and strong climbs showing 5m/s on the averager I thought it was a milk run. The first sign of trouble was heralded by the shade to the west from a fire near the second turnpoint which wreaked havoc on the field. Scattered as marbles on a floor it was every man for himself. My group got hoisted up on the fire in the end but we had no answer for the korean pilot, Kim Hyeong Joo, who took eight minutes out of us which translates into a discard for most.
The koreans are on fire, but their unusual names continue to cause confusion:
Khobi: So who won?
Andre: Joo won
Khobi: Which jew?
Andre: Joo is not a jew
Khobi: say what?
Andre: I said Kim Joo is no jew
Khobi: You're an idiot!