A gliding instructor based here in the summer and in France or Spain in the summer . . something like Ingo Renner had stitched up.
Even though I flew Beavers for three years with immense satisfaction, docking in Trinity Inlet with tide, wind and current all conflicting and with no friggin' dockhand to catch you turned me prematurely grey. (On one occasion 'The Shark' who'd been out on the reef three days marlin fishing, sitting in the right seat was NOT impressed. I was going to ask him if he knew how I could correct my swing, but thought better of it when I saw the mood he was in. Not a man for idle persifilage.)
I still say the joys of soaring flight exceed all others.
(Would love to know just how a carrier landing can induce all three of those
claimed benefits. Imagine if you pulled it off as described . . then some C landed on top of you or smashed into you. What would the pathologist make of the contents of your underdungers , BA?)