I've flown in a few, and the sensation is like being sat on top of a hard to control flying washing machine.
And then they want $100 dollars for 15 minutes....well they did in Vegas.....oh hang on that was the hookers on Freemont St.....
Not quite as glamorous mine were all from Easington onto the rigs! I particularly liked the time he missed the Rig completely so we had to go round again!
Mine wasn't that glamorous either, it was borderline whether we would fly or not due to high winds. We flew out to the Hoover dam, and then back down the strip with the lights on. We were buffeted side to side so bad you could not take a picture or video. I got very drunk after that.
Did a similar trip over Hoover Dam to Grand Canyon but in a 15 seater fixed wing thing. The bit where it dropped as the lightening flashed round us was interesting. sounds like everything in Vegas is designed to turn you to drink!
I'm doing that every day now if you want adrenaline rush ride a bike here in Vietnam. I never imagined I would be getting on a bike again in my seventies, but there is nothing better.
My helicopter story - would never do it again. In 1977 my old lady (to be) & I were staying with my friend (and boss) at his sister/brother-in-law's cottage in Quebec ( t'other side of the St.Lawrence River opposite Ottawa - my missus' home town). Lovely place on a lake in the Gatineau Hills. Helipad and all that **** - very fancy. Paul (brother-in-law) said "Gotta go down to Ottawa for a business meeting - anyone want to keep me company ? It's about a 30 minute chopper ride." I volunteered - myself & the missus to be. Neither had ever been in a chopper before. I sat in the front next to pilot Paul. The missus-to-be was in a seat behind us. We were both rigged up with mikes and earphones to said pilot. Very exciting. Beautiful day (warm, sunny, perfect visibility - ideal for flying said Paul). Paul & I kept chatting as the journey progressed - mainly small talk, me asking about what we were seeing as we passed over lakes, forest & what were obviously fancy homes on a myriad of lakes below the flight path. About 10-15 minutes in I casually asked Paul what would happen if the engine stalled/failed in transit - would he be able to recover. "You mean like this ?" he immediately replied, whence he cut off the bloody engine (s) !!! The crate dropped a few feet, seemed to lurch a little, stabilized itself in an instant and a few seconds later Paul refired the engine (although it seemed like an eternity) , back on track. The missus-t0-be almost had a heart attack behind us. She hadn't really been listening to our conversation up front. She never stopped bitching about it for the rest of the weekend. The plan obviously didn't work
Same Ben, I had two years retired but found myself bored silly. Went back after those two years and felt like I had something to focus on again, also I really enjoy what I do so that helps.
made redundant 3 years ago at 53 - got a company pension so decided to retire. Have never looked back never a day thinking I need to go back to work. Some can do it some cant we are all different people
I tried going swimming with Dolphins , but they died in the car on the way to the pool .... ( credit Tim Vine or Stewart Francis , can’t remember )
I did a helicopter ride over Soweto travelling to some mines - the pilot said we can only hope we die if we crash now because you wouldn't want to be taken alive