Sunday night, post SEOW, DangerDogz flight lines up for a scramble at.....er, RAF Maidstone or was it West Malling? Can't remember!
And we're off!
Forming up over the field.
Oops! Why do I seem to be going faster than everyone else?
Pretty soon we've managed to sort ourselves out and we're thundering along, climbing at two thousand feet per minute with Blubear leading the gaggle.
Where are we going? Good question. To be continued.............................................................................................................................