AT LAST!

Sunday 30th August turned out a splendid day for flying off Lough Cowey.

Light winds and warm sunshine lifted the spirits of the pilots and and after many failed attempts in previous weeks, it was 'all action on the lake'.

Did you hear about the pilot who forgot his transmitter?    Yes - we've all done it.

After carefully assembling his plane my attention was caught when I heard him mutter a bad word.  Looking over I enquired.  What's the matter?   I've left my transmitter at home he replied.  I'll head back and get it.  I'll be back in an hour.

In due course the pilot arrived back empty handed.  Staring at the grass beside his model and shaking his head, he said.  Look.  It's bloody well lying there,  beside the plane.  I didn't notice it.

Moral of the story:   According to Confucius, a pilot participating of the strong red wine the night before flying shall suffer the memory loss and confusion between his left and right rudder. (And where he left his transmitter.)

Confucius

'Taildragger43'