Today I had the choice between being a Good Working Drone or a Happy Flying Bum. Based on the stack of work awaiting and the info the windtalker gave me, I chose the former (reasoning that with that amount of wind I wouldn't enjoy flying anyway).
Silly me. The arvo was apparently very good and a friend of mine had a very good flight from Flying Fox into Canungra...argh. Envy. Regret. I'm feeling super-stupid now.