A few of us saw this day coming but didn't think it would go so well. Many other pilots on take-off and windy on top of ridge. I was 2nd pilot to take off and first to leave the hill at 1000m and was soon at cloud base at front of the cloud. Then I waited for more to join me and cloud to appear downwind. Was soon overtaken by a red rook3 and then another one. Just kept going with them finding more and more climbs frog leaping and spreading out to survive. Plenty of apparent climbs nearby thankfully. The dots were connecting. I was passed by a few seasoned pilots but stayed together in the gaggle included Ben & Gerry. We followed Gerrys set waypoints loosely which was a first for me. When I separated from the two at one point I got low in a tricky spot. Had to commit and found a rowdy climb re-joining the others. Then Gerry shot off into the blue and I reluctantly followed him connection with a forming street near him. Gerry went down slowly and landed at the end of a small long road. I hung around a bit enjoy the view then trying to loose height on ears. Eventually found him from some directions from below. Gently landed by him thinking we had only done 60km. Turned out to be a bit more. Ben carried on but it was switching off soon by now. After some great work by Gerry we managed to get a taxi back with some other pilots. One had made it to the coast! Went we got to the pub we were greeted with cheering Condors pilots which had a great day too. What a way to start the season! My furthest flight by far.