Hugh and I have not managed to fly our planes for a couple of weeks, so yesterday we decided to fly come what may.  The wind was too strong, but ambition got the better of ability.

Hugh’s plane got blown downwind and caught a load of turbulence at the edge of the maize field and he sensibly ditched it. Fortunately no damage done except some minor scratches. We really struggled to find the plane buried in the crops and it was only an occasional beep from the speed controller that helped us home in on it’s location.

Being smart, I decided to not go down wind and keep my plane nice and close, but completely messed up the landing and somehow managed to land tail first, snapping the rear of the fuselage.

A bit of glue and both are airworthy again.

As the saying goes, ‘There are old pilots and bold pilots, but no old and bold pilots’.  We were both too bold !