PS 915 in the Hangar at Coningsby receiving care and attention |
LF363 parked next to the Lancaster at RAF Coningsby |
The iconic image of the 'Flight' a Lancaster, Spitfire and Hurricane - Here pictured outside the BBMF hangar |
The 'clipped' wing Spit making a pass over Coningsby |
A sight that any Luftwaffe pilot feared during WWII, a Spitfire and Hurricane taking up firing positions to your rear.. I took this during a test display at Coningsby |
Hurricane LF 363, canopy closed flying in the grey Lincolnshire skies |
PS915 being tended to before a test flight |
With the sun glinting on her, Hurricane EG-S lines up for landing at Coningsby |
Hurricane LF 363 being worked on outside the BBMF Hangar |
Hurricane PZ865 'EG-S' stands outside the BBMF Hangar alongside the Lancaster |
Hurricane PZ865 - a study |
High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there, I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air. . . .
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace Where never lark, or ever eagle flew — And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod The high untrespassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand, and touched the face of God |