What a coincidence. This same question popped up in my mind yesterday for the first time ! My little daughter asked me to make a drawing of a clown, and I told her I am not so good in drawings. In fact, I said, I can only draw airplanes
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Really guys !
I remember in 4th grade that I made a nice looking drawing of a super high tech fighter plane. I just got a 6 because the teacher didn't like military stuff and it wasn't really the subject. So my daughter who can make wonderful , creative drawings, tried to make an airplane. Guess what, she couldn't. She had a problem to visualize the wings, tail and so on. Yes, sure daddy helped her.
And she told me it looked OK. And when I asked her to put peoples behind the windows she got in the system.
4 drawings later, she is now an aviation enthusiast! I showed her the website of airliners, with the picture side. So she can look at all sorts of airplanes in all kind of colours, and from different angles.
I thought that my passion just started when I started flying at around 20. But I discovered that I have always been intrigued by airplanes. I made model planes ( easy for family gifts
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) hanging from my bed room sealing. I had some kwartet card games, and the ones with airplanes, I knew every detail of at age 8. ( the C5, Concorde and Blackbird made a big impression on me by their unbeatable performances. But when I drew a Breguet I felt lost
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And when we made a school trip to Ostend airport I was delighted ! In those days you could visit the outside terrace and the teacher had to pull me of the roof
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It all went in overdrive by travelling around the world. My military days were also an extra drive.
Now with internet it is a daily routine. Correction: addiction.
And with my work in the metallic part manufacturing, the circle is 3/4 full. The last quarter will never be filled: flying by myself because of some health issues prohibiting me of joining Ostend/North Sea flying school.
( I can not stand unpressurised flying because of a sort of balance and heart disorder
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Money is no excuse. Despite it is costly, if you want to do it, you find a way to fulfill your dream. I do not consider sport pilots as snobs - as many peoples do. I consider them as a special breed of people, with the drive to get their qualifications, for who I have great respect.
As a real born Brugian, I know of course the stories of Roland Hurtekant, who's son was with me in school, and who lived around the corner. Yep, the guy who got lost somewhere on an Algerian airbase.