Re: Plane Spotters Corner
Years ago, I was only 11, my father who was a gliding instructor at Tangmere had taught me enough that I was able to ascend on the winch, drop the line, fly the circuit and land without his aid. I remember them putting in loads of weights at the front where I was to balance the craft. These weren't the elegant gliders of today but wood and canvas covered RAF ones.
Funnily it didn't grab me and I never took up flying seriously.
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