Many years ago I watched a Storch do touch and goes on a windy day at the Santa Barbara airport. The wind was brisk enough that it was basically taking off and landing from the same spot. It did this several times.
“Many years ago I watched a Storch do touch and goes on a windy day at the Santa Barbara airport. The wind was brisk enough that it was basically taking off and landing from the same spot. It did this several times.”
Never saw one fly but got to see one in the museum in Arizona. It was hanging from the ceiling over some “higher performance” aircraft. I was staring at it when a docent came over and said “You know what that is!” with a grin on his face. He told me most people didn’t even notice it. Ends up it was one his favorites also. We had a good chat.