We killed time until we could watch the excellent MotoGP race from Indianapolis. I think Valentino needs to work on his qualifying, as he was lapping faster than the leaders for a fair chunk of the race, but it's hard to make your way back from an 8th place start.
I went over to the airfield and finished cleaning the plane, then went out for over an hour and a half - I flew to the Feather River, from there over Far West Lake, and then up to Auburn. I was going to land there, but there were a couple of planes doing circuits, and landing every few minutes, so I just watched for a while, then went back to the airfield.
While I was up, I'd been getting called for work, despite not being on call - it had pretty much killed my phone's battery. I spent a while trying to get my phone charged enough that I could answer the call, and when I eventually did, it was a fscking robo-call. I went home in a huff.