I had the privilege this morning of taking an aviator back into the air, who saw his first flying, in postwar Germany, in the 1950s. Hans spent more than 400 recreational hours in a variety of aircraft, including Tiger Moths, the J-3 Cub and the very British Auster, which he didn't like at all. His last flight at the controls was in 1963, but this morning, as a treat from his son-in-law, he sat in the right-hand seat and enjoyed the sensation of flight in a light aircraft again - in near perfect conditions. His delight at the experience is evident...
By the way, we showed him our resident Moth, which he remarked differed only a little from the ones he'd flown in that it has a tail wheel rather than a skid.
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