Thursday, July 28, 2016

Memories are made...

...of these. Not many people have had the pleasure I have had of flying these. 

Back in the day the Gnat was the little fast pocket rocket and I spent many an hour in them over just the place shown here. Valley. 

Here we see the legendary Ray Hanna when he was Red One.

Keep you head down toward the end as these things go low.

Hawks for the first minute or so, then after the 'Titles', the Gnats. 

I shall drink to them.



  1. Replies
    1. They do. Some people can enter their 'elder' years with great memories.

  2. That was fantastic. It takes incredible skill to fly like that, ridiculously low. Pretty amazing little aircraft, looks as though it was fun to fly. I'll raise a glass to them as they slip the surly bonds of earth of earth...

    1. Fun, a joy in fact. They were so tiny. A bit longer and a bit lower than the average family car but the engine pushed out more thrust than it weighed. It could accellerate going straight up, 20,000fmpm climb (albeit not for long) Hahaha. I spent many a happy hour doing aerobatics above the Lleyn Penninsula at 16,000 ft with an instructor in the back and a couple of student pilots a few miles away doing their exercises. Happy days.... and frankly sir, I am envious of your hours and types.

  3. That was an impressive flying display :-)


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