I have to admit - I for one never like to bring up the subject myself. If I was to see another guy bring up the subject "Hey I am a pilot"...... (bragging to55er) :} Even when someone brings it up in conversation, I tend to change the subject (forget the talking baby, come and see my hangar) :E

Well it's lost on me Fournicator but then, so is the whole thread.

Cheers

Whirls

IoW??? there has to be better surprises than IoW!!

:ooh:

Dim-wit:
Perhaps if you used words such as "undercrackers" less frequently, you would find yourself in them more frequently......
But yes, you're right, as you of all people well know!

I have never ceased to be amazed by how much money men will spend in the pursuit of impossible goals.

Wake up gentlemen, it is the other sex that does the deciding. It doesn't matter if you have a microlight or a Gulfstream V, if she doesn't fancy you it doesn't matter a t*ss.

Save yourself a fortune and make yourself a very expensive person to get to know!

I did take Mrs GtW for a ride in a 152 before she was Mrs GtW ... she was very insistent on giving her name as "Dr. ..." when filling in the club form so that they wouldn't think she was just a dumb blonde who was exchanging ... er, who knows what ... for a plane ride.

(Now she won't let me take her flying. We're not allowed to be both in the same light aircraft, leaving the kids on the ground, unless there's a "real" pilot along.)

The whole point of getting learning to fly was inorder to take well bred young ladies to LeTouquet for er, lunch. Wasn't Lydd so very prone to fog? Happy days.:cool:

Indeed an odd thread...
Having discovered the flying bit before the fact that airfields contain more men than women, I'm pretty certain I don't represent the females that this thread seems to be concerned with. However, the fact is that my best friendships have been made there, wherever there happens to have been, with a very few extra special friendships evolving through the shared territory.
In an unscientific, disinterested, sporadic observation, I've noticed that flying has made and broken many relationships, probably in equal number.
If one wants to impress a female, the lunch in Le Touquet may only impress one person and possibly only on one occasion; I'd be more concerned about what such a display reveals to all the others on the airfield with whom one may well need to mix for considerably longer.
'Propellorhead' explored the issue before you...take heed......:E

Southern Comfort not going to crack it then?

Once upon a time, perhaps.
I seem to have developed a taste for champagne and single malt now...:hmm:
To be truthful, a good ice cream on a quiet beach within walking distance of the two aeroplanes tied down side by side.......hard to beat....;)

Hah, this is exactly the same problem I have with Mrs. Beechnut. When I was young and single and was dating her, I took her up many times in my old C150 and she pretended to enjoy it. Once when we lived apart due to work/education issues, she flew into CYOW, and to be gallant, rather than driving the 60 miles to pick her up with the car, I drove 40 miles to the airfield, rented a brand-spanking new C172, and flew to CYOW to pick her up. She pretended to fancy that too.

Seems to me that this isn't the only thing women pretend to enjoy before they're married, and which they give up the minute they have a ring on the finger and rugrats running around the house...I'll leave those other things up to your imaginations.

Fat chance I'll ever get her into my Beech, or to even like any of my pilot buddies.

I can relate to this thread, but from a different angle.

I had a weekend flying lesson booked last year. My girlfriend usually comes along on weekend lessons and, like the weekends before, we spent the time before my lesson playing pool against eachother. She's pretty good at pool so when it came time for me to get airborne I left her playing against some of the other club members.

After an hour or so lesson we landed and taxied back to park up. I walk into the building eager to find out who won the game and let my girlfriend know that we'll be leaving soon. I couldn't find her anywhere nor could I find the guy she was playing pool against! My instructor correlates a missing plane with the missing people and asks the ops staff what's going on. Op's confirms that, "the couple playing pool went flying together". "Unfair!!", I think to myself. He beat me to it. Ok. Ok. We did sneak her on one training flight before but I wasn't PIC that time.

As I think how unfair it is I notice my instructor starting to go quite pale and seem very concerned that the guy who is flying her actually doesn't have his PPL yet! Horror of horrors! :sad: What am I going to tell the future in-laws! Afer a few minutes of terror thankfully a bit of confusion over the pilot's name was noticed and it was ascertained he did indeed have his PPL - but only just! A short while later the two of them waltz back into the building headsets in hand.

The moral of the story? Leave your loved ones at home! := :}

splatt

Is this like the old flying club poster:

WANTED

Woman. Must be able to cook, sew and navigate. Must have own aeroplane and hangar. Please send picture of aeroplane and hangar.

I'm still looking...

Most sensible comment on this thread so far. :ok: But don't let truth get in the way of a good discussion. ;)

Nearly - I think the sort of partner most of us would look for IS the type that would love a microlight or G5 equally, but I fear they are rare...

EGBKFLYER,

I have just such a partner! She actually wants me to do my PPL (despite the fact I do not have any life assurance LOL), she wants us to get a share in or buy a plane, she was even OK with the idea that our first home might have to be an aeroplane hangar, and she also wanted to do her PPL but I think we've now settled on her doing the AOPA flying companion course. I accept payments in the form of cash, land, or cattle :}

splatt

Fluid :E

So come on lay-deez, if flying won't do it for you then what will ? :ooh:

The same sort of things as for people who don't fly!!!

Decent human being, brilliant sense of humour, big heart, generous spirit (& I also don't have a lot of shoes!!), let me run off and play at the flying club whenever I want to... - and most of all he has to love me... totally, absolutely & wholeheartedly.

But I've already got one of them so hard luck!!!

SORTED ! :)

Are we married?:p