Duxford

Today I caught the train to Cambridge and then a taxi to the Imperial War Museum at Duxford Airfield.  Being an airfield, it has planes, and more planes.

I later got to talk to the lady in green who was with her father in the wheelchair.  They were from WA, and her father was a pilot whose regret was that when he was old enough to join the Air Force, the war was over.  We all have our reasons for coming to Duxford.

Following are some photos, in no particular order.

Those of us old enough to have flown in a DC3 - this is the C47, the US wartime transport version of the same plane.

Some fabric off the Wright Bros plane.  Apparently, not just any old fabric.  It had to be thick enough that wind would not go through it.

 And a Concorde.  You could go inside....

 Flight deck.

And looking down the other way.  This was set up for research,so the passenger version would have a lower floor and wouldn't seem so small - or so they said. Some passenger seats were put in for display purposes towards the end. 

 View of Duxford - display sheds on the right, runway is off to the left (outside picture).

 Another one for those of us old enough to remember - a Vickers Viscount.

And a Supermarine Spitfire.  There were many versions of them apparently.  And they weren't the most used plane in the Battle of Britain - this honour fell to the Hurricane.  But the Spitfire has the fame.

And the aviation equivalent of a canoe.  A plane shorter than I am - would barely come up to my shoulders.  Apparently used for racing.

A warm and sunny day today.  Don't know where all this English rain is.  And Wimbledon is on during the daytime.