Hey guys!!!
I've got a good story of survival to relate.....perhaps we should start a thread on seat of your pants flying


We had a paddock at the farm at Central Castra which was gently undulating for about 500 meters. This was our main "training" spot....facing north and if conditions were good, "blessed" with a slight sea breeze..(there's the link!)
It was one of our hay paddocks and this had been harvested in December....by late Janurary it was dry and the stubble was about 5 or 6 inches off the ground.
Remember "stubbie" shorts?...all the rage in the 70's. You know Warrick Capper, we all wanted to look like him. These were my main bit of protective equipment.....didn't wear helmets....something to do with not being able to gauge the strength and direction of the wind and our airspeed/ stall indicator aka a bit of wool tied to the front stay was deemed unreliable, so we had to be able to hear the wind speed.
It was hot....21 degrees is hot for the NW of Tassie. I did a pre flight final, made sure the bits of fencing wire holding the A frame were not too bent following my brother's "landing" in a rock pile and lined the Albatross up and ran like buggery into the 10 knot breeze.
As I took off the breeze died to a couple of knts. so I only gained about 5 meters of altitude...which seemed kinda fun anyway..so I started skimming the ground following the contours of the hill. This was going so well that I decided to poke my legs forward and with them sticking out in front was having a great time. TILL THE BREEZE DIED ALL TOGETHER. Not enough airspeed to fly, legs forward, could not get them back to run,(would have snapped them off..I thought)......started skimming the stubble....just airbourne, just skimming on my bum for about 300 meters with the top of every undulation being a little more than just a skim.
My protective gear AKA stubbie shorts,not being designed with stubble in mind, were forced up my bum crack. My landing gear....my bum cheeks were able to take the full force of the skimming. This allowed the Albatross to land with no damage. I sustained two neatly symmetrical red raw cheeks and was unable to sit down for a month. Was the butt of jokes for ages after that.


I seemed to remember I had a pair of blunnies on as well......back in the days when they were made in Ozland and I would own some


I know I'm still 17...and I'm going to stay that way for ever

