Tiger Moth Joy Rides…up,up, and away!

Oh my golly goodness wrapped up in a Hermes scarf and donning the signature leather helmet of the pilots of yesteryear.

Yes – this is a dramatic experience. Yes – you will feel like you should be battening down the hatches (I don’t think I know what that even means). Yes – it reminded me of my grandpa. Yes – I did have a scotch on the rocks afterwards and talk about my battle glories (half of this sentence is untrue – you can guess which).

You will fly through the air with the greatest of ease, that daring young (wo)man on the flying trapeze (read: Tiger Moth).

The bravest of the brave can also do all of the loopy crazy upside down palaver but I did not….as he would not let me drive.

Where is it? Tiger Moth Airfield, Greenmeadows Road, Pimpama (exit 49 from the Pacific Highway).

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