Gone but not forgotten

After checking on the new postbox that I placed on my land in Fleurac yesterday (yup, perfect job, everything fine and solid as a rock) today I got going clearing my house and garden of everything that has to go the ‘déchetterie’ at Rouffignac. Today’s priority was clearing all of the remaining bits of G-MYRO, my much-loved old AX3 microlight that brought me all the way down from the UK to the Dordogne when I first moved to France but ended up in the treetops on just it’s first flight down here.

They consisted of the wings, one of which was badly damaged in the accident, the empennage (elevator and rudder components), some wing struts and some old doors. They have been hanging around for 9 years and I only kept them in the first place in case they contained any components that might have been reusable. But they’ve only ended up being shunted around the garden and pushed to the back of my workshop, so it was time for them to go.

In fact I should have done this years ago because as it turned out, even the tubes of the least damaged wing were bent so nothing from either wing could be safely re-used in another aircraft and although the empennage parts were OK, there’s no demand for such items anymore. So everything ended up being chopped up, another tiring and sweat-inducing job even in the shade in my back garden, and chucked in one of my trailers ready to be dumped tomorrow.

The déchetterie was closed all day today but will be open tomorrow so it’ll be time for the last vestiges of MYRO to disappear forever. I thought it would be more of an emotional tug than in actually was given all the time and effort I put into it having rebuilt it twice before coming to France. But it’s time to move on. Parts of MYRO are still flying in 28AAD, the French AX3 that I acquired and rebuilt after a landing accident and there’s an exciting new future waiting for me just around the corner. It’s no good hanging onto the past.