FIRST TIME VISTOR?
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.
WHY?
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)
It was freezing cold, as I was packing up on the beach, ready for the 200ft trek back to the top. I waited for a while watching Greg making his final approach. A bit close to the groin I thought …and so did Greg. He had misjudged his approach and it was too late to do anything about it. Hit the groin or take a dip, not much of a choice but the dip won.
Not too far out and in about a foot or two of water Greg made a surprising good landing. As you might imagine I was laughing my head off and I could also hear the others hooting and laughing from the top of the cliff. We were an unsympathetic lot.
I walked to the edge of the sea and asked if it was cold, for some unknown reason Greg did not find this funny. The next instance nothing seemed funny as a wave crashed over Greg before he could unclip. The A frame collapsed and Greg was pinned down on one knee unable to move.
Why me, I thought, as I waded in to help. As I got to Greg he unclipped just as another wave rolled over the glider. We tried to drag it back to the beach but with every wave bits of the glider broke off and when we finally did get it beached there was nothing recognisable left.
Over the years I have hinted that I was due a big reward for saving his life, but he just insists that he had the situation under control and that he had had enough of that glider anyway!
Mike Lake