Looks like a great day to fly....
Charge up the batteries...
load the planes in the truck...
drive the thirty miles down to Point Fermin...
the flags are flying nicely along the way...getting excited...
driving down Gaffey Street....wind's blowing good...
deciding which plane to toss off the cliff first...
rounding the corner and looking to park...
OH DAMN!...THEY'RE RACING F3F AGAIN

I drove all the way down to Fermin and got skunked.
It just doesn't seem fair that a public park gets closed to me just because I don't want to race...
To me, that kind of flying is as boring as watching grass grow!
Do you guys have a schedule of some kind that I can refer to so days like this don't get me all

?