Well, fitting in in around covid and holidays caused issues then a fat git broke the canopy and finally the fuel tank sprang a leak, and being an aerobatic aircraft, it had to be mended properly. The tank ended up being sent to New Zealand for repairs (why the fk they didn't get a new one is beyond me!), so finally we managed to sort out a day and that was today.
I got to have a go at flying it around York and that was brill - and pulled some 'G' which was weird and good, and the instructor (who was an ex BA pilot and several years older than me- honest!!) did the hard work. Several loops, rolls, bunts and an Immellmann and more G until I think he saw I had had enough excitement and flew 'normally' for a bit. No I wasn't sick, but I reckon another Top Gun manoeuvre might have done it!
Anyway, a great day out and a well deserved bacon sarnie after we landed.
Still life in the old dog (me!), and I'm a youthful 71 in five weeks!!
Another guy in his thirties there, asked me why, and shouldn't I act my age, and I replied that I didn't know how to act nearly 71 as I'd never been that old before.
Growing older is mandatory, but growing up is definitely not.
Pics to follow very soon as I only have my phone here...
