hi JDK,
the link you posted is virus loaded so beware:mad:
Sorry about that folks, and thanks to James for alerting me about this.
My site did get compromised a few days back but I guess I hadn’t found all the nasty residue…. fixed now.
Jo
Nice shots, Yak11Fan!
Here’s the Duck on the water:
What a fabulous aeroplane. I bet that is the whole reason Kermit Weeks agreed to host the Splash-In, just so he had an excuse to get the Duck wet…
As for the Thing In Shot 2, that just looks like too much fun!
I didn’t know Steve personally but I always admired his work in the magazine. A crying shame to lose such a talent. I offer my sympathy to his family and colleagues.
The text on the website was supplied by the Rougham Estate office, so I would think it likely.
I was there on Friday. It was good to see lots of shiny new aircraft. Manning a stall inside a tent meant rain was our friend, sending everyone in to see us! Damn shame for the event as a whole though.
This is usually a great weekend, getting better each year; thoroughly recommended.
I’ve just been through all 20 pages of this thread during today and admired all the fabulous pictures. Maybe when I have a week to kill I’ll do the videos 😉
Anyway, here’s one from me, taken in Texas in 2003. Someone mentioned cropdusters a while back; this is a Rockwell S2-R going about its business:

THANK YOU Bazv, I’ve been trying since last night to remember what on earth had that SR-71 on the front…! It’s sitting in the record shelf next to me as well *d’oh!*
Now, is my memory playing tricks or was there something called ‘4500 MPH’ by somebody as well?
Hey big Vern I still play my Capt Lockheed & the Starfighters occasionally !!!
But I wonder how many people remember this band from 1978!!??
Jefferson Airplane – you’ve got to imagine this lot ought to have something, and they do – After Bathings At Baxter’s:

This is keeping me busy on a Sunday evening….
Supertramp: Breakfast in America

A-ha: Minor Earth, Major Sky

John Miles: More Miles Per Hour

Here’s a pic from Kemble’s webcam!
My Dad was there and he called me – I listened to them on the phone at least; sounded fantastic 😀
Sounds like fun, wish I could have been there but you can’t be everywhere at once and I’d already promised to be elsewhere.
How the heck does one go about winning the breakfast patrol anyway? How close do you have to get without being spotted, I mean od you have to pop out from behind the trees?
Seems that I have some more news! I tried the phone number given above a few times at random intervals over 10 days or so but got no reply, so I resorted to good old fashioned snail mail.
I got back home from holiday this weekend and found an email from Colin Bailey, the son of SqnLdr Bailey.
Here’s what he says about his Dad (I’ve edited out the more personal details):
“Dad (who is the short chap standing in the middle of the group, and who retired as a Wing Commander) survived the War and remained in the RAF until 1954, serving in Air Traffic Control. He was an active local councillor and the family lived for nearly sixty years in Barton Mills.
Dad lies at Enborne near Newbury, which is where he died in a nursing home, sadly suffering from Alzheimers.
Dad was for many post-war years the owner of a cafe and petrol filling station called the Suffolk Punch at Red Lodge near Newmarket. He had worked up through the ranks of the pre-war RAF, starting at the lowest level and eventually serving extensively in the Middle East as an armourer. He first met Mum in Cairo.
Dad’s flying and bombing exploits are all on record. As well as winning the DFC and the AFC, he was twice mentioned in Dispatches for his courage when bombing over Germany. He is thought to have achieved, as a Lancaster pilot, the deepest daylight penetration of Germany made by any RAF plane in the war.”
Colin included his address so I will be returning the picture to him. I asked if he knew the others in the crew, to which he replied,
“Checking the back of my own photo, I’m afraid that I found no names of the crew-members, although Dad’s short note says “Graveley, 1944″ (Huntingdonshire), which was the station from which Dad flew on his Pathfinder missions. I understand there to have been Australians in the crew.”
So there we are; mission accomplished! Thank you to everyone who helped along the way. Isn’t the Internet great?
Just to let you know, I’ve tried calling SqnLdr Bailey at the number provided both last night and this morning, but there is no reply and no answerphone. I will keep trying.