St Mawgan Camps


Cadets have recently attended two annual camps at RAF St Mawgan, near Newquay, Cornwall recently. These weeks are an opportunity to see the RAF at work and play, to bond as a Sqn and to learn and work with cadets and staff from other Sqns.

The Cadets had the chance to go flying, fire the L98A1 rifle, go “coastering” and numerous other activities. Cdt Chris Rajs comments on the week were “I was very lucky to be selected for flying again, two days flying in a row – that’s something. So after a few barrel rolls, loops, figure of eight aerobics and 5 Gs, I was down on the ground again, yet feeling a bit queasier this time. We then visited the camp’s Survival Equipment station where we were shown the different types of life rafts which were stored on planes and the different suits the pilots wore while flying, a few of us even got to try some of the suits on and get them inflated with CO2. On Friday we took part in what was definitely the Pièce de résistance of the week: Coasteering. We were kitted up with wetsuits, life jackets and helmets on a beach then drove towards another beach where the fun started. We were split into two different groups, those who were not that confident with heights and swimming and those who were adrenaline junkies. I, being in the latter group, was feeling a bit apprehensive on what we were going to do as were some of the other people. The session started off with a 20ft jump off a cliff into the raging sea below, without any training or smaller jumps to start off, we were being told to take this monster jump? Someone asked one of the instructors with us, “are you crazy?” which he promptly replied, “Yes.” So we jumped, screaming gibberish as we plunged into the sea where we then held on to the person next to us for dear life while being tossed around by waves.

The session progressed with a series of smaller jumps and navigating the sea via swimming and scrambling up barnacle covered rocks, we even entered a cave which was cramped, dark but surprisingly fun as the current carried us forward and backwards. Nearing the end of the session we decided to do a final jump. 35 feet into the sea below. Everyone’s smiles wavered at this news and some thought twice about it. Then the instructor made a joke about us being air cadets and afraid of heights and “airtime” as he called the jump. Then we started jumping, this was more exhilarating than loops in an aero plane, looking down into the sea then closing your eyes and travelling though the air before taking the plunge. This camp, being my first with the squadron was truly exceptional with all the things we had done there and the new people we had made close friends with. I was really sad to go home after this and became bored on the first day, missing the activities and of course the food. I’d like to thank all the staff for organizing what was a very fun and interesting camp”.

The photos show the formal camp photograph in front of a Shackleton reconniasance aircraft, cadets in the gym and about to go coastering