|The text in this section come from the New Zealand Fighter Pilots Museum guidebook. It tells the story much better than I could ever hope to. This was truly a fascinating place to visit and we would highly recommend it to everyone.|
"On a per capita basis New Zealand contributed more airmen than any other Commonwealth country in the First & Second World Wars. We have chosen a small segment of this war effort -- the fighter pilots and their crew -- and have created a museum to honour their part in defending New Zealand's freedom.
The museum is complemented by the restored fighters of the Alpine Fighter Collection. These aircraft, which fifty years ago fought in anger, take to the air during the summer mother, delighting young and old alike.
We hope that whether you are here to learn or to reminisce, you will enjoy your visit to the New Zealand Fighter Pilots Museum."
Sir Tim Wallis
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds -- and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of -- wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long, delirious burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew.
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.