Gyro Mouse and Me

sitting in the backseat, hot, ready to fly. Waiting for the engine to warm up -sigh. Leaving the gate, a flutter, runway bound. Taxi-out to take off position over and out. Suddenly, hurtling to take off, wheels up A circuit of the airfield, and we’re off. Flying how marvellous it is. Gee and lots of whizz. Flying high above. Gyro Mouse and me. Flying in a gyrocopter, up above the crowds. Wind on your face, really touching clouds. Fields, trees, craggy hills - it’s like a bird sees. Roads, paths, rail tracks - pointers on your map. But best of all, for me the deeply blue green sea, Turning tide and lapping onto sandy beaches. Flying how marvellous it is. Gee and lots of whizz. Flying high above. Gyro Mouse and me. Heading back still more for me to see and snap. The lens always looking, each shot no mishap. The pilot total concentration, alert and ready Bringing us safely home, keeping her steady. Then there is the drop - controlled precision. Handling the controls – all good decisions. A good smooth landing with the lightest touch. We trundle back happy, thank you very much. Flying how marvellous it is. Gee and lots of whizz. Flying high above. Gyro Mouse and me.