Long ago, I remember being at school when in a cacophony four aircraft swept over us. Two English Electric Canberra bombers and an English Electric Lightning were in refueling positions behind a Handley Page Valiant aerial refueler. A few minutes later the ensemble came back less the Lightning. It had crashed, metal fatigue had rid it of its tail. This was a demonstration for one of the Air Chief Marshalls' of the RAF. Not an auspicious day. But in a young child it instilled awe.
Years later I was to pay witness to the last airshow day at RAF Binbrook and the retirement of those Lightning's.
Most of my years in Lincolnshire were spent in the company of the Vulcan's of Waddington and Scampton, the Lightning's at Binbrook, the Phantoms, Tornadoes and Battle of Britain flight at Coningsby, and the Bloodhound air defense missiles by the range at Donna Nook.
Leaving Britain I found that viewing military aircraft was much harder, there are few that dare to fly over New York. But in the deserts of the South Western states are some great airfields and Davis-Monthan, in particular, has become a favourite haunt.In the aircraft photo annex, you can look at some of the images I have collected.
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