Spending holidays down the Natal South Coast at a beach front holiday cottage in the 70's. No cell phones in those days so when uncle and his best mate Dave Charlton would arrive from JoBurg they needed some way of letting the wives know they needed picking up at Margate Airport.
He would take his 400 Comanche out to sea and do a wide turn and come back in at full throttle just above the breakers heading straight for the cottage and then wing over and head off to land at Margate and wait to be fetched.
As a 6 year old boy this experience together with Margate, Virginia etc airshows aswell as older brthers mate who was a Puma pilot in the SAAF made flying one of the most attractive looking careers one could ever dream of.