This is getting harder! What to tell you about me that you don’t know already? That’s presuming you’ve waded through all my previous posts – which dear reader, for your own sanity, I will totally understand you not doing!
Number 5 – gliding
OK I know you all know I used to glide as a hobby but here’s a couple of gliding stories:
I went solo in a glider – at 16 – so before I could drive a car. I remember the flight so vividly! I was towed up behind the towplane to 2000 ft. I remember not wishing to release. A sort of “Don’t leave me up here on my own” moment! My first moment of terror. Little did I know how many more I would have!
A few years later and part of gaining my next gliding certificate (Silver C) I needed to do a flight of at least 50kms landing at a different place! I set off full of trepidation! My hate of ‘leaving home’ nearly got the better of me. So I adopted the ‘go for it’ approach. The ‘don’t look back’. So I shot off determined to get out of range of home. I did. So much so I didn’t bother to stop to gain any height by using thermals.
I landed in a field about 10 miles from home. Overcome with relief at having got myself safely on the ground without breaking anything and have accomplished my first landing in a field I marched off to find the farmer. I bumped into a young lad and asked where I could find him. Rather sheepishly he took me to an office and said “Headmaster I’ve brought this lady to see you”.
I was somewhat surprised as the place didn’t look like a school. It wasn’t. It was an Approved School (a young offenders institution!). I spent the entire afternoon there waiting for the gliding club to come and get me! I was the most popular 21 yr old within miles. None of these young offenders having clapped eyes on a girl for months and months! I was incredibly well looked after and when the glider trailer finally rolled up we had more helpers than we knew what to do with!