Landed or ready for take-off?
The only time I went gliding, shown in the photo above, with me in the front seat, I was around 17, I think, and the turbulence made me feel quite green. Imagine the photo was taken by Tim, who insisted that I try gliding rather than what I had wanted to do, which was to parachute. A form of aversion therapy? If so, it turned out to be remarkably effective.
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