It’s been ages (at least for me) since I’ve been in a chopper. My last excursion was in St Lucia in a squirrel and as it’s now three weeks later,  I’d started to forget what they looked like. Fortunately, Audrey had an R22 booked for yesterday and had invited me to go for a flight with her. Sorted!

Barton was covered in snow and very little was happening, in fact there have been very little movements there for a while, so I’m glad I don’t own an airfield. Two other pals of mine Colin and Gary were pre-flighting a Schweizer 300 and were also about to float off somewhere so it seemed sensible to meet up with them wherever they were going. The R22 however was not looking in great shape. It operates on a 12v system and it was struggling to deliver a pulse let alone start the engine. However thanks to Captain Cooper’s persistence he got her going and the flight was saved. Read More→