For those of you who have a man cave, a model room, a table to work on or a space to get things fixed; I envy you. Currently I have a space under the stairs 600x800cm that I share with a Hoover and an ironing board a bunch of coats, and so many shoes that if I wore a pair a week I still wouldn't wear all of them. Ohh and a light bulb.
Once I have battled my way in with a cup of tea in one hand and this huge bottle of glue in the other I can't get the wing in. The wing which sadly hit a tree, that had grown in the time I took off and attempted to land. So with half of it sticking out in the hallway and with the repair underway, my Misses announces that she wants to do the ironing. I refuse to budge, and she decides that if she can't do the ironing then she will take the dog for a walk. Guess which pair of shoes are the ones she wants to wear; the ones I kicked the furthest into the cupboard.
Where to start? Well at the beginning I suppose. Having moved to Cyprus and started model flying it quickly became apparent that I was useless and had no idea how to fly. A call to my local model shop sorted me out though. It was suggested that I get a flight simulator to practice on as the black bin bags were filling up with bits of planes. Mayoor kindly provided the package.
To my horror it wouldn't play on my Apple Mac not Mayoor's fault. I then embarked on getting a computer it would work on (a Cypriot machine) after hours and days of trying to understand Cypriot, I grew tired of trying and gave up. Eventually I found a man who could set it up and there I had it, Phoenix Flight Simulator.
Many hours of fun was had and my flying was so much better. " Now only one black bag was needed " and and the biggest pot of glue I could purchase.
After a few years later we moved back to the UK, and I found myself in a similar situation again. I found myse...
It was a very dull afternoon when I was flying my aircraft, quite suddenly the visibility began to deteriorate, a rapidly descending sky fog engulfing everything including my aircraft and I was very lucky to land and recover same .
While this drama was unfolding we were aware of the noise of a light a/c circling around quite low and obviously lost, this went on for at least 30 minutes and then stopped.
When we got home we heard on the news that Graham Hill (the racing driver) had been killed in an air crash apparently running out of fuel and unable to find an airfield because of the fog.So near and yet so far
Now that the website is up and running we can affiliate with the BMFA and members can pay for their insurance together. New flyers can have a couple of flights insured under the club if members are on site, without a permit.