High Flight

'Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth,
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds, --and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of --Wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark or even eagle flew --
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.'

John Gillespie Magee, Jr

John Gillespie Magee was an RCAF pilot, who flew the spitfire for 412 Sq. he died in a mid air collision in 1941, aged just 19.

This is a Hurricane, not a Spitfire but brought to mind the poem.

Extras are
Blip Blimp - an airship at Cardington
Take off
The wings are better than 2
Quadricycle? Made for 2

Haven't been to Old Warden since I went with my Uncle REG over 30 years ago. A grand day out.

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