Our steely eyed & very dapper young Lieutenant is barely out of the box when he lucks out on a short stint in Belize.
Off solo in his hydraulic palm tree he cruises past an island & spots a gaggle of babes sunning themselves on an otherwise deserted beach.
Cue the impromptu flying display! A few flick flacks, a wing-over (sort of) & a couple of fast low fly-bys waving to the babes & our ace is back to his task with not a care in the world.
On return to base late in the day he is perplexed at finding himself feet together explaining to the OC exactly where in his Auth 'display flying' was listed???
Miles of empty beaches & sea... how the hell was he spotted?
....Our hero had encountered the greatest intelligence gathering organisation this side of the Stasi... Of all the luck, he'd displayed to the Wive's Club beach outing, organised by the OC's wife :o(
(PS.. see u at Helitech mate if you're still working for RR)