While visiting the the Hanger Flight Museum located in Calgary recently, I couldn't help but notice this Aeronca Champ hanging from the rafters.
It brought back memories of a summer all those years ago when as a 17 year old teenager, I took flying lessons in a champ like this one, although in a different color.
After the first lesson I was hooked, and within a week I had soloed. Of course I had an advantage, as I spent a magical summer staying in the living quarters of a World War II hanger where the flying service was based out of, and I flew every day. By fall I was a licensed private pilot.
I remember summer days flying the champ with the side window open, the wind blowing through the cabin, the noise adding to the thrill of it all.
I went on to fly other makes and models of airplanes, but the Champ holds a special place in my heart.
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