If you have ever been a member of the Norfolk Hang (and Para) Gliding Club, and feel you Have something to contribute, Please don't be shy. Go to the JOIN UP page, to create an account. Don't worry about code or anything. Put your content where you feel best suited. I can always tidy it up later for you.

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This is an attempt to document the history of NORFOLK HANG GLIDING CLUB.
Started in dec 2006 it is assumed that it will take a fair while to get some interesting material within these pages

Cos its important! Hang gliding activities in East Anglia have been going on for over 30 years. It will continue one way or another for many years to come. Now is the time to get the history written, before to many people chuck all there bits and pieces in the bin, or pop their cloggs.
to quote somebody or another.. " without history there is no future"
It is important to document the pioneers activities, their names, and their experiences. Some of it wont make "NICE" reading. Conflicts will be described, alongside horror stories. These thing happen. But they pale into insignificance against the joys of flying at 5000ft over the East Anglian countryside, the friendships formed and the shear pleasure of free flight.

It is hoped that members from different eras of the club will summit material.

Time will tell:-)

I suspect that to start off with, it might all be a tad untidy… that can be sorted later. For now, we need to generate some content.
I also suspect that there might be one or two inclusions that some might, well how shall we put it, get up the arse about. life's like that you know.

Oh, yeah. one more thing. sorry about the spelling.. I'll tidy it up as i go along :-)

A random page: (view original)

A windy day at Hill Farm saw most of us yapping, as you do. Dave McEwen thought he would spend his time productively. Deciding to inflate his chute and give it a good airing he looked for something solid to attach it to. This, Dave would call "a cunning plan."

Tying his harness to his ladder firmly attached on his car, he through his Chute skywards.
BANG! went the chute.
BANG! went the ladder and
BANG! went the roof rack it was firmly attached to.
"BUGGER!" screamed Dave as he was holding onto the Chute at the time. By this time the chute was travelling at a good 20 knots along a freshly seeded field with copious amounts of nice sharp stones.

Followed by Dave.
Followed by his Harness.
Followed by a frigging great big ladder.
Followed by what was left of the roof rack.
Fortunately the car, this was all originally attached to stayed where it was.
Dave decided to hang on as he didn't want his Chute ripped to shreds in the thorny trees he was heading for at a rate of knots. Also, he wanted to avoid being run down by the pursuing ladder and roof rack!

I would like to report that we all ran to his assistance. But that would be a tad untrue, because most of us (about 10 of us) were all totally incapacitated by hysterical laughter.


Photo: Ed potter

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