Aviation Tour - Maps on www.bankleft.com

Sporting new caps emblazened with the club's sponsor bank, we said farewell and hopped 20 mins north to the inland Danish island of Mors. O with a line through it is the one letter word for 'island', hence Morso. The large old club there has some impressive machines. The land was bought from a farmer in a recession in the 70's with enough productive farm land around the runway and club house that after 30 years of operation, the club is able to operate a sizeable fleet of state of the art gliders at very low cost for the members. Impressive and quite inspirational. We cycled into the town on the island for a leg stretch and a haircut. After tea with a steady 5kt down the runway and the sun low on the horizon, we decided to get airbourne so that Helen could fly some circuits. By the end of the 45 minutes she was doing surprisingly well, particularly since she hasn't had that much handling practise yet. At least she knows what is involved in landing a plane now. Maybe I can expect a stop to the typical eating and chatting on final approach while I'm sweating to juggle the plane down final through a turbulent crosswind. It was great fun flying the training curcuits so I'll have to hand the controls over enroute more often. Flying isn't like driving in terms of needing a license to fly a plane. The pilot in command assumes responsibility for the safety of the flight which can be achieved by anyone flying.