"Those were the days my friends..."

Once upon a time we were all glider pilots and shared holidays together.
 
Today over lunch in the Potting Shed Callander we reminisced about those days.

One of the most memorable for me  was gliding on the edge of the Sierra Nevada range, Reno. (See extra photo). I remember getting sucked up under a thundercloud and having to extricate myself from it. Fast.
But not knowing the maximum speed I could safely push the glider before it would break up. ( It was the first time on that  type ).
 
Today the most exciting thing that happened was chasing a young deer out of the garden after it had eaten  all our newly planted summer bedding plants.