North of Doncaster

At Leeds airport... just! Awful weather from Kent almost caused me to turn my little Cessna back. With turbulence and icing predicted in the clouds, I didn't dare climb above the weather and had to skip along at one thousand feet and below with help from the military controllers along the way. Thanks Waddington radar. A great service on such an awful day!

Back at Maypole, it's so wet after the snow, that it took four of us to push the aircraft out of the mud on to drier grass. There was some betting going on as to whether I would actually leave the runway or sink without trace into the mud.

Leeds International, with 1500 feet of cloud and drizzle is almost perfect in contrast with the weather I had to go through at Cambridge.

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