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....opportunity to provide goods or services to any of the Turbine Group (as he suddenly realised he was dealing with a Global Corporation of enormous size. The Turbine Group had recently overtaken Apple, and was well on its way to overtake Google).

"I can offer you any type of services! - even barbershop services - and any kind of goods, such is the capability of my workers!", Mahatma pleaded. 

"I can't think of anything I need just right now", said Turbo. "All my companies are already well served by their current suppliers. However, one thing we would like to have supplied to us is any new design of ultralight that provides more flight performance, with more cabin room, and with lower cost - and available in a simple-to-assemble kit. Do any of your managers or workers have any aviation skills?"

"Aviation skills?", said Mahatma. "My great Uncle, Mahatma Cote, was a major supplier of large aircraft componentry to the IAF, and he also had a great deal of input into the design!"

"That's interesting", said Turbs. "What parts of the aircraft mostly?". "Well," said Mahatma, "Mostly luggage racks and toilets, you know, the sort of thing that............

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"Except as provided otherwise in this agreement, this Aircraft is sold "as is". There are no warranties, either express or implied with respect to merchantability or fitness applicable to the Aircraft or any equipment applicable thereto including warranties as to the accuracy of the Aircraft's logbooks, made by Seller or agent. Buyer agrees that no warranty has been expressed or implied by Seller or agent and that Buyer has inspected the Aircraft and understands that it is being purchased "as is." Buyer hereby expressly waives any claim for incidental or consequential damages, including damages resulting in personal injury against Seller".

The first three sentences are fairly standard contract wording just outlining that neither the buyer nor his agent has expressed or implied any warranty. Fair enough.

But the last sentence needs to be crossed out, because it goes much further than "no warranty expressed or implied", and is trying to quash your legal right to sue, if you find something has been seriously and illegally misrepresented. If it was me, I'd be crossing out the last sentence, but agreeing to the previous three.

When you buy secondhand equipment/machinery items, it is extremely rare for it to come with a warranty, unless it is required by law.

But you have every legal right to sue if you later discover you have been lied to, cheated, or have been sold something with a substantial misrepresentation of facts or figures - that the owner/agent knew about.

....cigar, he immediately ordered the holes be filled in, as his requirements were met, and he didn't want any competition in Spitfire values, via more Spitfires being recovered, as that would adversely affect the investment he had in this one.

Cappy was appalled at this wanton destruction (similar to the Americans moves at the end of WW2), and he was even more appalled, because he still hadn't acquired a Spitfire to restore. His dreams of playing Biggles at airshows were slipping away, and tears ran down his face as he watched the holes being filled in, and the rest of the buried Spitfires being lost again.

"You not worry", said Mahatma Tata, "Those things were just scrap anyway. Come with me, and I will show you how we can produce a perfect reproduction Spitfire from recycled pots and pans, and melted down ships! We can even leave in some of the old rivets for authenticity! After all, they built a lot of the originals from melted-down scrap! And our factory with its 964 thong-wearing labourers, who work for 23c a day, will ensure you get a great Spitfire for a great price!"

"That sounds great!", said Cappy, brightening up visibly. "But I'm a little concerned about your ability to produce a high quality Merlin, that doesn't contain..........

And to enlighten Cappy, here we have factory video of Mahatma's highly-trained professionals, making new tyres for the Spitfires!.......

F10, this thread is 14 years old! I think it's perhaps better to start a new thread, I don't know how many of the posters above are still around (apart from Ian).

.....big holes dug in their countryside, without any planning approval or major kickbacks to Burmese Generals. The soldiers advanced on Cappy and Turbo, and levelled their weapons at them.

Cappy, by this stage, was wetting himself. He hadn't been in this much trouble since his teacher in Grade 6 discovered his stash of "Men" girlie magazines in his school desk.

"What are we going to do?", he cried to Turbo. "Leave it me", said Turbs, "I have plenty of experience dealing with tinpot dictators, I deal with CASA bureaucrats, every day of the week!"

At that, Turbo raised his hand and roared "All hail the Nat Kadaws! I am one who..............

...... and was horrified to see pieces of aircraft sticking out of the sides of the hole. "They've torn those Spitfires apart, with their total and complete carelessness when using those excavators!", he wailed.

"I'll never be able to fulfill my dream now, of flying a pristine restored Spitfire recovered from under a WW2 Burmese airfield!" he cried. "Hush", said Turbo. "That's no Spitfire component, it's the remains of a shot-up Kittyhawk wreck, abandoned and buried when they extended the runway! The Spitfires are yet to be found! We have a new area to check out tomorrow - there's hundreds of acres here, to dig up yet!"

Cappy was a little mollified by this news - but as he sat and pondered just how much of Burma they were going to have to dig up before they found the Spitfires - in the absence of any proper WW2 military map and records - he began to have second thoughts about the project.

He was interrupted in his ponderings by a luxury limo rolling up with a Burmese General sitting in it, resplendent in gold braid and medals galore. The limo was followed by 2 truckloads of well-armed Burmese soldiers, who all jumped out and surrounded Cappy and Turbo.

"Turbo!", whispered Cappy frantically. "This looks like serious trouble for us! Did you think to bring..........

I want to see the journalists describe the bird strike using Latin binomial nomenclature, so I'm assured that they've done their homework.

I mean to say, nothing would impress readers more than to read, "the B777-300ER, travelling at 256 knots at an altitude of 1350 feet, was involved in a bird ingestion event, whereby a male member of Anseranas semipalmata species was sucked into the turbine, damaging the engine inlet blades and the low pressure compressor blades, and also damaging the engine casing. The Captain and First Officer applied the correct emergency procedures for an engine-out event, shut down the damaged engine, reassured the passengers that a bird strike had occurred, and they were returning to the airport to carry out a single engine landing, which event would be quite within the aircraft and crews abilities and there was no need for concern".

You have to admit, that sounds better than "over 300 passenger endured a horrifying event today, involving an engine explosion on a jumbo Airbus, with passengers screaming and crying in fear as flames and parts flew out the back of the engines, while passengers cried and prayed! Martha Dobbs from Dargadowns spoke to us, and said, "It was HORRIBLE! The engine just BLEW UP!! And the Captain tried to tell us EVERYTHING was O.K.!! But we KNEW, we were in BIG trouble!! ......"

......frame, which is handy when seeking treasure in confined spaces. Meantimes, Cappy quickly found 25 baht (he borrowed it off his translator and guide, with a promise to pay it back next week - which he never does) - and he promptly exchanged the money with the waif, for the somewhat grubby and crumpled map.

The waif wasted no time in disappearing, much to Cappys surprise, as he expected him to assist with any translation, and offer additional map guidance, all included in the 25 baht. Our Cappy likes to get good value for money spent, particularly in the Asian countries.

"Ahh, well," shrugged Cappy, "I guess I'll have to rely on the other locals for assistance in interpretation and guidance. As he peered at the strange markings on the map, trying to understand it, and get his bearings, his translator and guide looked over his shoulder, and said, "I think you have the map upside down."

This was unfortunately, one of Cappys more common bad habits, acquired from years of getting lost whilst flying, and one habit his instructors and flying partners all had to keep chiding him about.

"I know it's upside down!", said Cappy a little irritated. "I was looking for any printers or cartographers notes, that might enlighten me as to.................

Planedriver - Here you go, in the link below is 4 of the 5 corvid species - plus a good chart showing the individual differences between the 5 species.

The chart is a bit small unfortunately, you need to magnify the page, to be able to read it properly.

https://birdlife.org.au/australian-birdlife/detail/the-trouble-with-ravens

There are Australian Crows (the Torresian Crow), they are identified as being slightly smaller in build than Australian Ravens, and they have a slightly shorter call. The Torresian Crows do not have the prominent throat hackles of the Australian Raven.

The Torresian Crows reside more in the Northern and Western regions of Australia. The Ravens seem to prefer the urbanised areas, although there's still no shortage of them in rural regions. It's difficult to precisely identify between all 5 types of Australian Crows and Ravens.

Poteroo, thanks for the additional information. I wasn't drawing any parallels between Trevors piloting skills and directorship skills -  I was simply remarking how Trevors recent life had been events that worsened. I have noticed this happen many times, to various people, it's kind of like the gods have got a vendetta on people, who suffer a series of adverse unrelated events that continue to plague them. I know I've had it happen to me at times during my life.

The wind at ground level yesterday in the region didn't seem to be excessive. Katanning Research Station, about 90 kms WSW of Pingrup, recorded the wind at 9kts, gusting to 13kts, at 2:30PM yesterday.

The other nearby weather recording station at Newdegate, approximately 70kms NE of Pingrup, was recording 11kts of wind gusting to 15 kts, at the same time.

Personally, I would not have regarded these speeds as hazardous to ultralight flying, but visibility could have been less than ideal.

Based on all the records, pilot error has the highest likelihood of being the main reason behind the crash, but a medical event or engine failure at low level, could also be the reasons behind the disaster.

.....a gentleman who only identified himself with a one-letter name - Q. Nob thought this was a strange name to have, but he didn't pursue the matter. He asked Q if a team was available to spring his long-lost brother from his Burmese isolation.

Q replied that a team would be on its way immediately, as Nob's brother had already been identified as being a very useful person to have direct contact with, in the region. The team would be led by a James B. Turbine, who was well known for entering the most dangerous places, where even commandoes feared to tread.

Meantimes, Cappy was in despair. The longer this "brother" scenario went on, the longer there was less and less chance of him finding those Spitfires. He really needed to find those Spittys, and after so many dodgy leads, it was looking just like he had had them within his grasp, and now they were slipping away.

It was enough to make him call up David Cundall, and go over his maps again, to see what he's missed, and by how much.

While Cappy was sitting dejectedly pondering all the various ways to advance his search, a ragged waif presented himself in front of Cappy. "Hey, Mister! You wanna find buried Spitfires? I found a very, very, old map and photos you might be interested in? Only cost 25 baht, and you.......

The pilot killed in the Pingrup crash has been identified as a prominent local farmer and a former CBH Area 4 grain handling director, Trevor Badger.

The timeline of Trevors life shows a sharp downward trend for the last year. He was removed as a director of CBH in May 2020, being accused of leaking confidential information, and breaching the CBH code of conduct.

No criminal or civil charges were pursued as part of the removal, and Trevor refuted his removal from the board, stating the accusations had no foundation, and the vote to remove him was not a huge majority.

As regards the crash, I must say I'm a little surprised anyone was out flying in an ultralight in the prevailing weather in the area yesterday afternoon.

A strong cold front preceded by substantial amounts of low-level cloud, swept through the S.W. of W.A. yesterday afternoon, and it's not the type of weather I would personally pick for VFR flying. My condolences to Trevors family and friends.

https://www.abc.net.au/news/2020-05-15/cbh-group-narrowly-vote-to-remove-director-trevor-badger/12253536

It's not a large aircraft when you compare the size of it, to the W.A. Police Hilux. Almost certainly an ultralight, and no mention of ATSB involvement.

Photo courtesy of Tom Shanahan again.

....Cappy intervened. "Don't forget our deal!", he said to Nip. "I did better than bring you a piece of Nob's Zero, I brought you Nob himself!".

The old Japanese soldier still had a tight grip on his Samurai sword, and was still holding it up. "You bling me imposter!" he stated, peering at Nob with his watery, cataract-obstructed old eyes.

"This not Nob! Nob handsome and well-built, with good head of hair - not a wizened old skeleton with no hair! I not show you where they bellied Spitfires, until you bring me real Nob!!"

"But Nip!", cried Nob, "It IS me! - Nob! I never thought I'd see you again! Remember when we used to play with balsa model aircraft, and I always managed to break yours with some lousy flying! Well, I never did get as good as you at flying, that's why I crashed my Zero!"

The old soldier still held onto his sword. "Yes, I lemember now!", he said slowly. "You blastard! I never did get to even the score, for wrecking my models! Now, I'm going to do it!!"

And with those last words, the old soldier brought his Samurai sword down, and .........

Further news and crash clarification to hand - the latest report states the pilot was actually trapped in the wreckage, and was unable to be saved, and died at the scene.

The report goes on to say the victim was a well-known local farmer. 

Local media are reporting that a light aircraft went down in farmland about 2:30PM WST today (Sat 22/05/21) near to Willoughby Nature Reserve, about 10kms SW of Pingrup township, in the S.W. Wheatbelt of W.A.

The pilot, the sole occupant, is reported as being in a critical condition, and has been transported to hospital, with the treatment location currently unknown.

https://www.perthnow.com.au/news/disaster-and-emergency/one-man-critically-injured-in-light-plane-crash-near-pingrup-in-was-great-southern-ng-b881879576z

https://www.google.com/maps/place/Willoughby+Nature+Reserve,+Pingrup+WA+6343/@-33.5842685,118.4887755

The aircraft wreckage has been covered with a tarp because it's currently raining steadily in the Great Southern region. The drums are being used as weights to hold the tarp in position.

Photo copyright of Tom Shanahan, of The Great Southern Herald newspaper.

...nk Cappy to the possibility of finding Nob, so he was somewhat wary of Cappys offer. "Before I lead you to bellied Spitfires, I need some solid ploof that Nob still alive. Maybe you bling me a piece of his Zelo? - I would recognise piece of Nob's Zelo, anywhere!"

Cappy agreed to this deal, but had to figure out fast, some way of getting the old man, a real piece, of a real Zero - because this bloke would know a Thai tourist marketplace genuine Zero piece, from the real thing - particularly as he'd personally spent the last 75 years making "genuine" pieces of Zero's, for Thai tourists.

"Hold on for a couple of days, while I make some calls," said Cappy, his mind racing like an F1 engine. He turned to his guide and said, "Can I borrow your......

A lot of journalists information comes directly from the police reports and information, and a lot of police are pretty dumb as regards technical details of items involved in incidents.

But the part that gets me is when people are employed to sell items and provide a good technical description along with the job - when a very large percentage of those people today don't even know what they're looking at, and can't even spell properly, when it comes to written descriptions.

Auction houses, real estate agents, brokers, and even machinery and equipment salespeople, all fall into this description. We've got one real estate agent locally, who can't even spell street names correctly, let alone provide a coherent, well-written description of the property.

I tried for years to get a good lightning strike shot, particularly in the Goldfields and other remote areas of W.A. - but generally with little success.

Then one time in the early 1970's, I got a fantastic single lightning strike at night, shot with my old SLR Canon, in the Southern Goldfields of W.A.

It was a massive strike that ran from top right of the frame towards the bottom left, and it illuminated a large Salmon Gum that was adjacent to my buildings on my mining lease.

I was really proud of it - but only had the one original copy on a 35mm slide. Then, in 1982, my house in the W.A. wheatbelt suffered an overvoltage event that set fire to it, and in which fire, I lost vast amounts of my personal possessions.

And amongst those lost possessions was hundreds and hundreds of photos - along with that superb lightning strike shot! 

Thruster, that is an interesting set of numbers, but I would hazard a guess, that the outcome primarily relates to:

1. Certified engines and airframes.

2. An intensive level of supervision.

3. Weather and terrain conditions that are more favourable than many other locations.

4. Possibly, selection of students based on a far higher standard, than the average Joe who "just wants to fly".

.....ability to make any rust-bucket shXXbox of a car, into something that millions would slaver and dribble over, by the liberal application of many kilos of fibreglass-reinforced bog, followed by multiple coats of Valspar 2-pack in Candy Apple - all resulting in "a premium auction figure" for Shannons. The fact that the vehicle is 200 kgs heavier than its factory kerb mass, is not something the buyer finds out until much later, long after the 14 day warranty has expired.

After seeing how much money Turbo was making out of his Classic Vehicle Restorations, Cappy decided, as a highly experienced aircraft builder, he would have to do the same with classic aircraft - but with far more professional results, of course. The problem was trying to find restorable aircraft frames and engines. But he'd heard there was trove of buried Spitfires in Burma, so he packed his bags and set off to.......

[In answer to the Jedi Rats curious question, OT simply has no idea what form of "outrageous position" the non-gendered people utilise - but I'm sure it would outrage any gendered person. There's a great deal of outrage in the world today, but OT does his best to calm it, whenever he encounters it.]

I can't say I have "industry knowledge" - but I've ridden in a lot of buses! - starting with O series Bedfords and graduating to '42 Chevs! - then AEC Regals, Leyland Panthers, Guys, Albions - the list goes on!

My favourites have to be the half-cab Guys, AEC's, Albions and Leylands. The Comeng buses and coaches are still an outstanding product, IMO. 

Off the top of my head ...

Volgren

Denning

Express Coach Builders

TOST

ABLE

P & D

There's probably quite a few more, if one really went searching, a rather surprising fact when you consider the pressure from European and Chinese coach builders.

The idiots running councils usually have bugger-all business and management ability. This move is idiocy, and it serves them right if all the flyers boycott the event.

.....that it wasn't quite light yet, due to the cloud level, and the latitude that is only just slightly above Antarctica. However, there were some people moving around, even if they did need cap lights, headlights, work lights and torches.

Bull came out in defense of Tasmania and its time-tested policies and practices. "We've been in existence long before most of the Australian States!", he stated, to anyone that might be listening.

"Here in Tasmania (along with W.A.), there's nothing wrong with living in the 1940's! - when men were men, women knew their place (the kitchen), and everyone knew the differences between men and women!"

"We don't have any of that namby-pamby, multi-gender, wo-men led stuff, that the other States currently have! In fact, we still don't even allow women pilots, they might crash while they're doing their makeup in the reflection of the instrument dials!"

"That's a simply outrageous position!", exclaimed Xen, who identified as a non-gender person, wearing clothing that reflected the non-gender position. "In this day and age, it's time Tasmania started developing into a mature society, and accepting people for what they are, what they look like, and what they can contribute to society!"

"But what title would a non-gender pilot carry?", said bull, shocked at even the sight of a non-gender person, as he believed there weren't any in Tasmania. "This opens up a whole new range of........