First solo - Blanik, Bicester 1973 - tug pilot decided to do some fairly steep turns and I ended up so far off station that I couldn't recover and pulled the plug on it at 1200ft. On landing, A*** G**** had apparently 'spoken to' the tug pilot (who was actually a mate, so no hard feelings!) and we were sent off to do another 2! What I remember most was the metallic sound of the empty rear seat harness clicking and banging - never heard that sound before and I can still hear it. Best after that was first solo in single seater - K8 and then in a motorglider some months later. First 'proper' powered solo next year was a bit of an anti-climax - but the cross-country wasn't!
DS