About 12 years ago a beauty front came through Christchurch while we were on the ground. A training aircraft from Cantabury Aero Club was racing in from the beach trying to beat it to the field. It was a close run thing, he landed on the grass 20 just as the windsock turned and the cold air swept across the field. Two instructors ran across the grass and held onto the wingtips so he could turn and taxi off. I think it was a good call not to turn across the wind until they helped him or he might have ended up like the chap in Essenden.