At less than 2 I had a flight to hospital from a sheep station, later a 6 I got a ride in a Commanche to Clarke Island which stuck with me.From then I always remember wanting to fly. I built models( and crashed them). Then a mate took me to Cranbourne in the Tamar Valley. You could not of wiped the grin of my head with a 4 by 2 after my TIF. I used my Army reserve pay to pay for lessons in a Thruster. Then I got hitched with a girl which killed flying. 19 years later and a lot of wishing, I found out that the AUF existed in a new form and I could learn in Tamworth. After 9 months of training I got to realise a dream and be able to fly an aircraft on my own.