Already wearing a Seiko 7A38 chronograph my Dad had bought me in 1983 in my teenage years, I became a fan of pilot watches, having made my first solo flight at age 15. This was the late 1980s, so marketing drove me in the direction of Breitling, which already was a brand my dad had a few watches from. After I reached 18, I bought myself an Old Navitimer (ref. 81610) which became my main watch for many years. I also received as a gift a Longines Hour Angle Watch (a.k.a. the Lindbergh) and a first generation Breitling Aerospace. I was perfectly happy with this selection, and only bought a few Swatch models that I used as beaters in the following years.
In the early 2000, I inherited my Dad's collection, and it triggered my rampant interest for timepieces. I suddenly realized that there were many more pilot watches around, some even more legitimate that the blingy Breitling that was adorning my wrist. It's during that period that I discovered the Lemania 5100 chronograph movement. I bought myself a Sinn 157, and I quickly fell down that rabbit hole, becoming rather obsessed.
This didn't end there, as some models were more elusive than others. I had started a regular correspondence with some fellow collectors around the world, one of them being the late Chuck Maddox. So I dug even deeper, trying to find more unusual and rare models. So my Lemania 5100 collection at its peak looked like this.
In parallel, I had also started acquiring other Lemania watches, after realizing that the brand's connection to military aviation was one that the likes of Breitling could only dream of. Once in a while I would sell a watch I didn't like as much as the others, but mostly I bought things that I wanted to keep for the long haul.
Unfortunately, a series of professional setbacks put the financial health of my household in peril. So more watches had to go. In the end, things got so bad that almost all the watches you see in that last pictures ended up being sold. That included two that I had initially promised myself never to sell. That hit me really hard. So hard in fact that I swore I would never expose myself again to this sort of disappointment. I stopped browsing the forums I had been a regular of, and I made tremendous efforts to pretend that I was done with watches. I was broke and bitter, convinced that one slip could reopen that wound.
That horological "exile" lasted almost a decade. But in the wake of Covid and repeated lockdowns, I realized that my financial situation was stable enough to allow myself some indulgences. I could, as long as I was reasonable, build myself a watch budget. So I did. And with the benefit of hindsight, I realized that I really missed only a select few of the watches I was forced to unload. But those that I missed, I really did. So I embarked on a crazy project to reacquire not just similar watches, but actually the ones I had sold. I got lucky twice: the first time with my birth year Speedmaster Professional, and a year later with my Dad's Breitling Cosmonaute. This past Spring, I bought myself an example of a watch I had previously owned, a Tutima Flieger F3, but not mine since its current owner showed no desire to part with it. And now I am saving for the next watch, which may be the first one that I have never owned previously. Still a Lemania 5100 chronograph though, so I guess my old collection theme is still as valid as before.