The Old Days
Moncton flying club in 1983, 35 bucks for solo in a tomahawk and 45 bucks dual. It was 145 bucks in a Seminole, dual only.
How have time have changed.
Tomahawk, spin likes a son of a bitch until Marmalade taught me how to do it. Got me pulling out on headings in a spin. Great instructor. He left the club and went to Ottawa at Rockcliff I think. My hat goes off you Marmalade where ever you are.
Who was the guy that painted the dollar sign on the roof of the hangar? Legend.
Met a lot of good friends there, don’t see them much anymore, but Christ, what a time.
Thanks guys.
Any MFC guys out there. Reunion in the works.
How about the Mc Clure. Pete from the UK that came down to the dorm and rattled on the dorm doors saying ‘brings out you dead’.
Or the guy that put av gas down the floor hallway of the dorm and lit it on FIRE. Never seen so many ghetto blasters go out the window.
MOM, made some good meals.
Times were fun.
The boys from Labrador were especially good guys. Got to love a Newf.
I guess we are more mature now. I is a pulot.
Many good guys from the Caribbean but didn’t know the guys from Libya that well.
Any good stories.