What a difference.
Last week flying in the snow, minus 10 degrees, top to bottom, dancing the pogo to warm up at landing.
Today, flying in sweater, no fly-suit needed, 20 degrees at take off, 830 m ASL, thermals +2 m/s. Smooooooooth.

Even the snakes don't know what's happening, butterflies either. They are all over, still.

Kordian, our polish bloke, in the mood for dancing with his airwave sport3.