Hi  Terry
              Here  are a couple of clips out of Sailplane and Gliding for 1972.
              I  was flying in a gliding competition at Nympsfield in June 1972 and was lucky  enough to meet Geoff McBroom and Les Hocking. Geoff told me about his hang  gliding and let me have a go in his. Absolutely wonderful feeling of floating  down the field and nosing in at the bottom (none of us knew how to flare at  that time)! (Notice at the end of the S&G article I declared the flying the  HG was like flying a wheel barrow!)  :-)
            I  bought one straight away and when it arrived did some glides down the back of  Ivinghoe Beacon which is 2 miles West of Dunstable Downs. There was a problem  with the sail which made it nose down more and more with a speed increase. It  looked to me that the fabric seam on the trailing edge acted like a little  elevator; so I cut it off! That cured it, and I got braver with the flying,  taking off from higher places. One memorable flight was at Marlborough but I  just can’t remember exactly where. I know the glide seemed to go forever and  ever - wonderful! 
            I  also had a soaring flight on Dunstable Downs and intended to stay up a long  time, but after 10 minutes was so knackered controlling it; the lack of top  wires meant that when trying to roll, it needed massive effort and nothing  happened for ages.
              When  Geoff heard about the sail he insisted on giving me a new one. 
            I  made the mistake of not test flying the new one first before trying another  soaring flight. The wind was perfect but a warm front was approaching so we had  to be quick. Justin Wills turned up with a very flimsy looking cellophane homemade  thing, but he very kindly help me to take-off first. As soon as I got airborne  I realised the trim was wrong. I had the bar in my gut but couldn’t get the  nose down. I tried to get Justin to grab my feet to get down again but was too  high. Quite soon it gradually turned and nosed in, downwind on the hill -  luckily no injury. By then it had started to drizzle so Justin didn’t fly  either. 
            The  next day I was off to Australia to work on a film. I was away for six months  and when I returned to England, everything had changed - there were too many  rules :).  So I sold the glider. The next HG was a Solar Wings - years  later.