A few years ago I hung out at a well-known grass strip in the middle of Kent not far from Maidstone and at that time the owner of the airfield would happily give permission for RAF to practise nav sorties via the 'field. One beautiful May day, mid-week (of course) the siren went (no not an air raid, the standard signal for "interesting aircraft approaching") and all of us at the airfield that day ran outside...I will NEVER forget the sensations (sound, wind, heart-soaring) of two harriers at +/- 300' immediately overhead!! IT WAS THE MOST ALL EMPOWERING SCREAMING MIND-BLOWING EXPERIENCE OF MY LIFE!
I always wanted to say thank you to someone but instead those of us at the receiving end of this thrill just stood around with giant silly grins on our faces, and someone went back into the clubhouse to put the kettle on for tea so we could talk about it for the rest of the day!!
Anyone else?
