As we seem to be in to names: Messers Daly and Thompson are flying a pax on a recce around the GDP(those were the days!!!). Charly's flying and Mick is the "crewman". Anyway, Charly needs a pee, so sets down in a field, briefs his "crewman" to just guard the controls, hops out and disappears behind a bush. Mik says to the pax, "Now it's my turn". The pax tries to talk him out of it but Mick's not listening and lurches up into a barely controlled hover. The pax spends the next 5 minutes offering advice on how to get back on the ground safely.