Just a whimsical journey.
Memory lane – Tracy revisited. Funny ain't it, the way your mind can set course all on its own. I had a pile of 'edged' tools in need of a tune up; automatic to hands, boring to the thinking crew, so off they wandered, scratching about in the rubble for a morsel to ponder.
The ramble began with the Hitch braggadocio in his weakly piffle, it was the 'quote' below which set me rambling.
“And I have already pledged myself to good aviatorship; I did that in 1988 when I passed my restricted PPL test.” Hmmmm! Well, best I let that rest lest I really get cranky.
“Who knows himself a braggart, let him fear this, for it will come to pass that every braggart shall be found an ass.”
It began with what was I doing in 1988, this led me back to the early 1970's. Which of course led me down memory lane to Darwin. I had been up there a while; operating under the IFR, 206, 207, 210, B55 and the dear old C402 (lovely old ship). However my idyll was interrupted by 'domestic tyranny' and a solemn promise to be home by Christmas; so I packed my gear and departed the fix (monstrously hung over) Dec 23 1974.
By Christmas lunch time, news of TC Tracy filtered through; mixed feelings then for me; glad I missed it, worried about 'the mates', concerned for RED – and the news was very scant; impossible to call. All history now of course; but, it made me a little proud to be an Australian. The nation's response was magnificent; the population rose to the occasion in gold medal form. Bravo one and all; well done. So nostalgia set in; I found the following offering from the ABC on 'you tube' and I wonder if the nation would/could respond in a similar fashion in this day and age. I hope we never have to find out; not again.
Just a whimsical ramble – enjoy the ABC report -
Toot – toot.
Memory lane – Tracy revisited. Funny ain't it, the way your mind can set course all on its own. I had a pile of 'edged' tools in need of a tune up; automatic to hands, boring to the thinking crew, so off they wandered, scratching about in the rubble for a morsel to ponder.
The ramble began with the Hitch braggadocio in his weakly piffle, it was the 'quote' below which set me rambling.
“And I have already pledged myself to good aviatorship; I did that in 1988 when I passed my restricted PPL test.” Hmmmm! Well, best I let that rest lest I really get cranky.
“Who knows himself a braggart, let him fear this, for it will come to pass that every braggart shall be found an ass.”
It began with what was I doing in 1988, this led me back to the early 1970's. Which of course led me down memory lane to Darwin. I had been up there a while; operating under the IFR, 206, 207, 210, B55 and the dear old C402 (lovely old ship). However my idyll was interrupted by 'domestic tyranny' and a solemn promise to be home by Christmas; so I packed my gear and departed the fix (monstrously hung over) Dec 23 1974.
By Christmas lunch time, news of TC Tracy filtered through; mixed feelings then for me; glad I missed it, worried about 'the mates', concerned for RED – and the news was very scant; impossible to call. All history now of course; but, it made me a little proud to be an Australian. The nation's response was magnificent; the population rose to the occasion in gold medal form. Bravo one and all; well done. So nostalgia set in; I found the following offering from the ABC on 'you tube' and I wonder if the nation would/could respond in a similar fashion in this day and age. I hope we never have to find out; not again.
Just a whimsical ramble – enjoy the ABC report -
Toot – toot.