jaydor

I have only used the screenshot key to take the shot, nothing else...

Salford Quays from 2000'

Ooops! Blistered paintwork...

Excellent set of screenshots Jack... Luv em.....

Well done Sir good observations..

Somewhere in the PNW. Where? Paint available: https://forums.x-plane.org/index.php?/files/file/52398-cessna-c172sp-n2612j/

Hi Jack. It is the Carenado version of the C172 in the shots. But I have also done it for the XP default Cessna. Link https://forums.x-plane.org/index.php?/files/file/38166-cessna-172sp-skyhawk-n8470s-for-xp11/ You select the default G1000 in the aircraft list. You get 2 versions in default the steam guage and G1000. Plus of course the float versions. Let me nkow it youfind them OK..James Default version

I have already done it for the default C172SP. Link: https://forums.x-plane.org/index.php?/files/file/38166-cessna-172sp-skyhawk-n8470s-for-xp11/ Default version

Excellent screens of a great little aircraft.

G-BWJL "Spirit of Zephyrus" (Meaning "Spirit of the Wind") out of Shoreham heading for Cardiff cought over the South Downs... Aircraft is Carenado C172

In Liverpool airspace:

Thank you Jack. any problems, PM me and I will take you through it.. James

Love them. Waiting patiently for Aus v2...

I have 2 cars and they are called nackars and hanging low at this time of life...

Time is like a river. You cannot touch the water twice, because the flow that has passed will never pass again. Enjoy every moment of life. As a former Army Bugler, I play at many gigs. Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless serviceman. He had no family or friends. The service was to be at a pauper's cemetery in the Mid Wales back country. As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost and, being a typical man, I didn't stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight. There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch. I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late. I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place. I didn't know what else to do, so I started to sound the Last Post. The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around. I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends. I played like I've never played before for this homeless serviceman. And as I played "The Last Post", the workers began to weep. They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished, I packed up my Bugle and gear up and started for my car. Though my head was hung low, my heart was full. As I opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say, "I never seen anything like that before, and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years." Apparently, I'm still lost....it's a man thing’’.