Ed Haywood
En-Route
I was hanging out at the airfield today, looking for something to do, when a family wandered up to my hangar. Older British guy in his 80's, his daughter, and her college aged sons.
The older guy asked for Sherman, a CFI who he used to fly with years ago. He lost his medical a few years ago, and was looking for someone to take him and his grandson up for a quick flight. Unfortunately Sherman retired last year. In his 90's!
Our airfield is alongside a busy road, so we get a lot of walk-ins. I usually direct them to the flight school, but nobody was around, probably because crosswinds were 20G25. We were chatting about planes and looking at my Decathlon. He saw my G meter and said "haven't seen one of those since my Gloster Meteor back in squadron".
Wait, I said, you were an RAF pilot? Yes, he said, back in the 60's. At that point I insisted that he fly with me.
I took his grandson up for a few laps, then took him up. We did some steep turns, pulling about 3G at 80 degree bank, then dropped down to 100 AGL and skimmed the farm fields for a while. Then we came back and banged out a few landings in a honking 20kt crosswind. He loved every minute of it.
Made my day.
The older guy asked for Sherman, a CFI who he used to fly with years ago. He lost his medical a few years ago, and was looking for someone to take him and his grandson up for a quick flight. Unfortunately Sherman retired last year. In his 90's!
Our airfield is alongside a busy road, so we get a lot of walk-ins. I usually direct them to the flight school, but nobody was around, probably because crosswinds were 20G25. We were chatting about planes and looking at my Decathlon. He saw my G meter and said "haven't seen one of those since my Gloster Meteor back in squadron".
Wait, I said, you were an RAF pilot? Yes, he said, back in the 60's. At that point I insisted that he fly with me.
I took his grandson up for a few laps, then took him up. We did some steep turns, pulling about 3G at 80 degree bank, then dropped down to 100 AGL and skimmed the farm fields for a while. Then we came back and banged out a few landings in a honking 20kt crosswind. He loved every minute of it.
Made my day.
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