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Society Incorporated (Incorporated under the Association Incorporation Act 1984) Newsletter - December 2007 |
October Scale Day winners displaying their hard won hardware. |
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The Christmas Party will be held on Saturday, 8th December 2007, entry by ticket only. MEETINGSMEETINGSMEETINGSMEETINGS The next meeting will be held on Tuesday, 12th February 2008 at Tennis Cove, Eastern Valley Way, starting at 7.30 pm. |
with lots of yummy food. Adults $22; Children 5-12 $10; under 5 - FREE
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The Tim Cowan Trophy went very appropriately and deservedly to Martin Cowan and his Spitfire. Thanks, as always, to the helpers particularly Tom Wolf for slaving over a hot stove and the judges for their impartiality. See you next ear and let’s hope it’s even bigger and better! Report and pics by Mike
Minty
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by Shane Austin
Masters were next up, followed by our lone Advanced flyer, then completing the day’s flying was the Expert category. We
managed to finish 3 rounds for all pilots, which considering the conditions
for the day was quite an achievement.
After some pretty serious thunderstorms throughout the night, the next day started with some heavy rain at about 8am, but cleared to beautiful blue skies, but then the westerly wind moved in (bugger). Conditions were still flyable, and although it was a bit bumpy below the ridge line, above the ridge line was OK. Some pretty serious wind corrections were needed to keep the aircraft flying in the right direction, with some doing better than others. All classes struggled at times in winds that were gusting up to 50 kmh (according to the bureau of met terry hills site). A couple of flameouts by some gave the other competitors an opportunity to advance their rankings. Peter Coles unfortunately had to pull out on Sunday after mechanical problems. Conditions continued to worsen throughout the day and just before 2pm after everyone had completed 5 rounds the decision was made to call it a day. The final results were calculated, with a particularly close finish in both sportsman and masters. Ron Clark was the winner in sportsman after flying 5 very consistent rounds (and winning 4/5 rounds) with Val Pinczewski coming a very close 3rd. The first place getter in Advanced was Felix Nieuwenhuizen. I managed a first place in Expert. In the Masters category David Macfarlane was the winner. Over all positions were:
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COOTAMUNDRA 2007
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by Brian Porman
These extracts compliment the November 2007 Newsletter article by Sean Foley, a founding member as well as other recent references to our history. It is intended for record and to inform new members about our beginnings. We would appreciate any corrections/additions from older members with pertinent information. The Quarry:
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Memories by Sean Foley
This is something my son found difficult to understand when he was young as I have always been an adult to him. I should first mention how my interest in aircraft began. This was brought about by my father taking me to Hendon Airport, North West London to see the Hendon Air Display in 1938. I recall walking through grass that was at eye height to me and standing behind a split sapling and wire fence used to keep the spectators away from the aircraft, various planes took off and flew around but it wasn’t until three silver biplanes all tied together at their wing tips with coloured rope started to perform a graceful ballet in the air that my attention really became focused, this was of course the RAF display team doing their stuff. At about this time my father picked me up and sat me on his shoulder so that I could get a better view, a little later things seemed to go quiet and then this silvery monoplane appeared at very low level, with its engine at full song making a loud growing whistle as it raced across the airfield pulling up into a climbing turn and then into a reverse roll and coming around and back at what seemed an incredible speed to do it all again, in fact it made a number of passes before disappearing out of sight. It had made all the other aircraft look positively pedestrian. From what I could remember of its shape I’m sure I had just seen my first Hawker Hurricane and my interest in aircraft was born. My first flying model was rubber powered. Some of our more senior members will most likely remember these models, made of a stiffened formed card, coloured silver with a yellow band around the rear fuselage to make it look like a prewar fighter, I think the wings were balsa wood, it had very fine wire undercarriage with small bakelite wheels and generally flew rather poorly as I recall. The other doyen of the skies for kids in those days was a punched out cardboard glider which came with a short stick with an elastic band attached for use as a catapult. We learned early in the piece that you did not fly these when it was raining or over wet grass other wise you finished up with a handful of soggy paper in your hand, their flying characteristics were little better than the others. My father purchased these at the now unheard of price of 6d (5 cents) for the glider and a whole 1/- (10 cents) for that ground braking rubber job. I think my father’s income was about four pound ten shillings ($9.00) per week, so I didn’t get too many replacements when I broke them. When WWII broke out the Germans launched their first real Blitzkrieg against Poland, they destroyed much of the Polish Air Force on the ground and although some of those brave souls did make it into the air they were hopelessly outnumbered, but surprisingly, flying obsolete aircraft they did acquit themselves rather well. It was still a bloodbath. I’m sure you are wondering why I’ve written this side issue, the reason is somewhat personal, a cousin of mine born in Canada had joined the Royal Canadian Air Force and was sent to England. She was based at a Fighter Station in Norfolk working in Radar control. and met and married one of those Polish pilots that had got away form Poland and joined the RAF. They came to see us a couple of times, but after he had been wounded by German anti aircraft fire on at least two occasions flying over France attacking targets of opportunity (ground attack) he finished up in the North Sea and had to be rescued, after these episodes he began to drink rather heavily and used to have fits of rage for no apparent reason. My cousin had the marriage annulled, they had not had any children. Such are the rewards of war. |
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"Amazing!" he thought as he flew down the M40, enjoying pushing the pedal to the metal even more. Looking in his rear view mirror, he saw a police car behind him, blue lights flashing and siren blaring. "I can get away from him - no problem!" thought the elderly nutcase as he floored it to 110mph, then 120, then 130mph. Suddenly, he thought, "What on earth am I doing? I'm too old for this nonsense!" So he pulled over to the side of the road and waited for the police car to catch up with him. Pulling in behind him, the police officer walked up to the driver's side of the BMW, looked at his watch and said, "Sir, my shift ends in 10 minutes, today is Friday and I'm taking off for the weekend. If you can give me a reason why you were speeding that I've never heard before, I'll let you go." The man, looked very seriously at the policeman, and replied, "Years ago, my wife ran off with a policeman. I thought you were bringing her back." "Have a good day, Sir," said the policeman. |
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