Let me chaps share some of my personal memoirs of the fantastic weekend we had in Doncaster and the aftermath; I mean - my visit to Mr and Mrs Kyte, who made my stay in the UNITED KINGDOM so cheerful and unforgetable.
Here is how it all began.
F.O. Kyte and his charming wife came down to East Midlands Airport to pick me up. Rob promised to wear his personal Polish White Eagle t-shirt to be easily recognized. My plan was to do the same "the other way around"...
It all worked well
After a somehow prolonged (due to road jams) drive, we finally landed at the Inn in Doncaster meeting old Forumers!
There were no games planned on Friday evening, so we just set up the climatic gaming rooms we were given by the Museum authorities (Rob brought the national flags you will see below) and went for a short pre-weekend beer briefing in the restaurant.
Rob and me wearing the individual t-shirts
The games started next day. Below you can see the Museum buildings we partly occupied for the games
View form the main hangar. Truly, there would never be a better gaming place!
A moment to slow down a bit and remember the fallen airmen of the Falklands War of 1982...
Take a look at the flags (and the youngest players)!
I was playing at the 2nd table (Saturday WWI, Sunday WWII), so the shots are mainly taken there. Here we are defending the ballon. Rob is flying his new yellow-blue Dr.I while I am in the yellow tail D.V farther...
While on table 1 chaps are shifting the perfectly made clouds before the action is commenced... Flying Helmut and Brambo on the right...
It was a great performance of Paul (tikkifriend) and me flying a pair of Albatroses as a top gun flight
Next day (the Adler Day!), the same table we had to face waves of German bombers and escorts! Strangely Brown made a perfect show playing a loud, amplified siren sound from his mobile!
John Biggles led our flight of Hurricane defenders toward the bombers. I am flying the last (H) plane. I did not know, my Finest Hours is about to begin...
The fight did not start fortunately for me, because one of the yellownosed escorts hit me with 5 points plus a smoke... but I could live with that!
The smoke was soon over and I took on one of the Stukas. Since I saw it's gunner's eyes, there was no hope for the bomber...
...which hit the waves shortly after.
Then I turned my attention to a Heinkel, which was shot down as well...
But that was not over...
A dangerous Me 110 came down threatening our boys. I felt I could not let it do that
Due to it's immelmann maneuver I could get easily on it's tail...The German pilot tried to stall and was turning as a viper, but he could not shake a boy from 303rd
Unfortunately I was brought down to 1 left point of damage and the rear gunner caused me to use my new parachute over the Channel but Guntruck came down to help me out of the blue and finished off the German heavy fighter. It was a team work!
Even I had to open my dinghy, you must admit I was a lucky git
OK, we were allowed to respawn, so 303 strikes again! This time together with an experimental Whirlwind flown by John Biggles himself! We closed on another Heinkel for a kill! We easily hit the beast
And although the rear gunners broutght down the Westland, we together finished the bomber...
We took a photo together . You know, the games are not that important. The people are.
To be continued...
Andy.
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