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Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Ticket to Ryde

Sunday saw a variation from my usual excursions around East Anglia. I went to the Isle of Wight and achieved an ascent of 3000' with ease. How so? Well, with a little assistance from my brother's wee Cessna which he keeps at an old WW2 airfield in Cambridgeshire. If you get the chance for a flight in a light aircraft, grab it - it is great fun, and I didn't mind missing my Sunday walk one bit!

The Queen Elizabeth Bridge crosses the Thames at Dartford

One for the techies - what is this mystery object?*

Final approach to Sandown's grass airstrip

A warning to walkers on the IOW. Astonishingly there is a public footpath that crosses the grass runway at around the mid point. A chap in the clubhouse told me that a number of walkers seem blissfully unaware of the hazards posed by aircraft landing and taking off. If you are walking to Sandown, do keep a lookout crossing the airfield.

The idea was that we would get the train to Ryde, where my brother had located a decent restaurant. Taking the train on the IOW is an experience - the rolling stock is all old, and somewhat dilapidated, London tube trains, which look a bit out of context in the twee rural surroundings. We, however, didn't take the train. We bought our tickets from the machine. We sat on the platform and photographed the train opposite (which coincidentally had arrived at exactly the time ours was due) and watched it depart. After a couple of minutes we realised that it was in fact our train! A full reading of the notice on our platform was " for x, x, x, & Ryde....go to opposite platform via underpass......Do - oh.

Two 21st century aviators who had navigated the three dimensional ether all the way here, totally flummoxed by 19th century public transport.

So we dined in Sandown and enjoyed a walk along the beaches and cliffs before refuelling and heading home.

All in all, a splendid day out (and I got to refresh my flying skills as well - bonza!!!).













In the navigator's seat

Thames container port in afternoon sunshine

Golf Echo November - Bob's 40 year old plane that he bought
for "the price of a second hand Mondeo"!


Next post will have both feet firmly on the ground as I winkle Alan Sloman out of his cosy fireside settee for the first pre - challenge training walk under the stern eye of Miss Whiplash, our personal trainer. Oooo-er.

*The mystery object? It's a navigation aid for aircraft - a VOR (Very high frequency - Omnidirectional - Range radio beacon) . Weird looking thing, but there are lots of them dotted around. So if you see one, you'll know what it is (and impress your friends).

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5 Comments:

Blogger mike knipe said...

You bought a ticket to Ryde?

We know a song about that...

October 1, 2008 at 10:21 PM  
Blogger Phil said...

Looking at your last posting Mike, "Underground, overground, wombling free" might be the one.

Maybe...

October 2, 2008 at 10:14 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Phil,
Unless my memory has gone completely you could have identified the 40 year old plane as a Cessna 150. I think ??
Happy days,for me for both the aircraft type and the Isle of Wight where I used to go for aircraft business.
Derek

October 2, 2008 at 11:45 AM  
Blogger Phil said...

Well spotted, Derek - it is indeed a C150! Smashing little aeroplane.

October 2, 2008 at 9:53 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Phil,
It was in a Cessna 150 that Marian had her first ever flight with Nevile Duke as the pilot, a war time ace, world speed record holder, and skilled test pilot. Oh! I also flew with him on a number of occasions. You are right a nice little aircraft, your brother's is one of thousands built in the U.S.A. and Rhiems in France.
Derek.

October 3, 2008 at 4:48 PM  

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