Best morning ever ?
Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2005 5:58 pm
Bear with me on this,
up untill about four years ago I used to do competition field target air rifle shooting, was quite good at it, used to shoot for one of the factory teams & travelled all over the country most weekends.
I was cleaning the bike on tuesday night when one of my old shooting friends walked by, he said that there was a national shoot on at the local club on sunday, out in the counrty side near Kidderminster.
So I went along this morning to have the crack with some old mates who I'd not seen for a long time, have a joke & take the piss when they missed a target, you know how it is.
Told them about a book I'd just finished reading about a young WW2 spitfire pilot, 19 years old, first posting was Biggin Hill just as the Battle Of Britain was starting.
Whilst talking to some mates I heard a plane off in the distance, thought that sounds strange but familiar, bloody hell thats a merlin engine !!, must be a spitfire or hurricane, turned round & could just pick out the plane about a mile away, watched as it got a bit closer, then it pulled up in to a climbing turn, there was the unmistakable shape of a spitfire, watched as the spit got a bit closer, then it started a turn that would bring it straight over the top of us.
As the plane got to us, the pilot pulled it up into a climbing roll & then proceeded to give us our own private flying display. 150 blokes all stood with there mouths open for the next 15 minutes, as the plane climbed, turned, rolled & banked all at tree top height, & at times below the trees!.
The sound of the merlin engine, the shape of the plane, it made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, fantastic. At times the plane was no further than 30 yards away at 0 feet, unbelievable!!!, this was a once in a lifetime experience you just couldn'd buy, one final climb & turn & it was gone.
Every one just looked at each other & said has that really happened.
As I said, the best morning ever.................................
Alan
up untill about four years ago I used to do competition field target air rifle shooting, was quite good at it, used to shoot for one of the factory teams & travelled all over the country most weekends.
I was cleaning the bike on tuesday night when one of my old shooting friends walked by, he said that there was a national shoot on at the local club on sunday, out in the counrty side near Kidderminster.
So I went along this morning to have the crack with some old mates who I'd not seen for a long time, have a joke & take the piss when they missed a target, you know how it is.
Told them about a book I'd just finished reading about a young WW2 spitfire pilot, 19 years old, first posting was Biggin Hill just as the Battle Of Britain was starting.
Whilst talking to some mates I heard a plane off in the distance, thought that sounds strange but familiar, bloody hell thats a merlin engine !!, must be a spitfire or hurricane, turned round & could just pick out the plane about a mile away, watched as it got a bit closer, then it pulled up in to a climbing turn, there was the unmistakable shape of a spitfire, watched as the spit got a bit closer, then it started a turn that would bring it straight over the top of us.
As the plane got to us, the pilot pulled it up into a climbing roll & then proceeded to give us our own private flying display. 150 blokes all stood with there mouths open for the next 15 minutes, as the plane climbed, turned, rolled & banked all at tree top height, & at times below the trees!.
The sound of the merlin engine, the shape of the plane, it made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, fantastic. At times the plane was no further than 30 yards away at 0 feet, unbelievable!!!, this was a once in a lifetime experience you just couldn'd buy, one final climb & turn & it was gone.
Every one just looked at each other & said has that really happened.
As I said, the best morning ever.................................





Alan