Wednesday, August 7, 2002
    And here it is - rain! Actually, it's raining cats and dogs. The storm has turned to a steady rain after five o'clock in the morning and it definitely looks like there will not be any flying today.



    "I see all the potatoes have been gobbled up …!", states some pilot while looking out the window at the rainy weather and today is declared a non-competing day at the briefing.

    The rain lets up during the afternoon, but the entire crest of the Tatras is shrouded in clouds and fog drifts over the forests. There's nothing left for the pilots but to drown their sorrows in alcohol.



    So following today's dreary day nothing changes in the overall placing and for the results of the race to be accepted, at least one more discipline must be flown.