After work, we ran Tilly into the ground, then I went to install a new front sprocket on the YSR. That doesn't bloody fit. Oh well. I downed tools, then we went to the airfield, and drove past this. Larry was at the hangar, so we pulled out our planes and headed out. We did circuits, but he was taking a friend for a little cruise around. On the way home, there were still a lot of flames at the fire, but it seems like they're just letting it burn itself out.