Ah, I have fond memories of my first ever flights. At the age of 12, my father took me for joy rides in Jackaroos G-AOIX in September 1961 and in G-AOEX in June 1962 with the Wiltshire School of Flying at Thruxton. I remember the orange canopy roof glazing and the noise and vibration as the canopy shook.
There is a great book about the experiences of flying a Jackaroo by Maurice Brett called "A Sunday Flyer" which I have and enjoyed it immensely.
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