Ahh Captain SD, D442... (and the even more interesting but only rarely visited D442E).
It wasn't always a one way street as to who was culpable when complaints were made. I (to this day embarrassedly) recall doing a practice auto onto a farmer's freshly reaped (but not yet harvested) paddock (with all the cut crop very neatly arrayed in pleasing-to-the-eye rows, dark green/pale green repeated ad infinitum to the far away treeline.
...until Muggins wound the throttle on just before going into the flare (perhaps a little later than SOPs dictated) and happily flew away to continue his sortie.
...leaving behind a very large 'crop circle' that would have sent any self-respecting UFO nut into a slavering fit.
The farmer never complained, but Muggins had to look at that very untidy field for the next week.
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Anyone else recall the "mushrooming sorties" in the same D442 every winter? Best (and biggest) mushies I have ever seen (and eaten). The size of dinner plates. Dozens and dozens of 'em.