humptybump
Well Known Member
It's a Saturday. What to do ... What to do ...
I know! Let's fly to a DISTILLERY!!!
A pilot budy of mine is one of the founders of Manatawny Stillworks and big surprise - it's located walking distance from the Pottstown Airport. What are the odds of that ?
The first order of business was to get the dog tired out and settled. Then fuel the Devastator and do the pre-flight.
The flight up was uneventful if not a bit slow with 19kts on the nose. The view was nice looking down (not so nice looking up). The Eastern Shore is beautiful year round.
On arrival at Pottstown, things were busy. I was #3 for landing. Clearly they had not been informed I was on a mission and a schedule.
Something just didn't seem right. I taxied by a couple aircraft from the history books. Then I spotted Doc Brown's car and it all made sense.
You walk out the gate, down the side of the airport fence, take a left and another left to come up the other side of the airport and the signs tell that you have arrived.
Manatawny Still Works has whiskey a cits core but I have it on good authority one of the founders is fond of the juniper.
That is good for me because it brought rise to this special event to honor a special new spirit - a Gin aged in a whiskey barrel ! ... yes, just stop and ponder that for a good long minute.
It all starts with grain and water but here are the Italian contraptions which turn those simple ingredients into silver and gold.
After the tour (and agyonizily no tasting for the pilot), there are shirts and glasses and purchasing to be done.
With the precious cargo secure, it's time to see if the morning headwind is an afternoon tailwind.
The winds indeed were indeed favorable but a storm was brewing faster the the wort for a whiskey. Base to final had the Devastator dropping down to the field with 19g23kts and wanting all over the place. The landing was safe but not pretty. More important, the cargo was intact.
Here is the day's bounty! Two Gins, a whiskey, two aged Gins from batch #1, and a complimentary glass.
Who needs "hundred dollar hamburger runs" when you can fly to a distillery?
I know! Let's fly to a DISTILLERY!!!
A pilot budy of mine is one of the founders of Manatawny Stillworks and big surprise - it's located walking distance from the Pottstown Airport. What are the odds of that ?
The first order of business was to get the dog tired out and settled. Then fuel the Devastator and do the pre-flight.
The flight up was uneventful if not a bit slow with 19kts on the nose. The view was nice looking down (not so nice looking up). The Eastern Shore is beautiful year round.
On arrival at Pottstown, things were busy. I was #3 for landing. Clearly they had not been informed I was on a mission and a schedule.
Something just didn't seem right. I taxied by a couple aircraft from the history books. Then I spotted Doc Brown's car and it all made sense.
You walk out the gate, down the side of the airport fence, take a left and another left to come up the other side of the airport and the signs tell that you have arrived.
Manatawny Still Works has whiskey a cits core but I have it on good authority one of the founders is fond of the juniper.
That is good for me because it brought rise to this special event to honor a special new spirit - a Gin aged in a whiskey barrel ! ... yes, just stop and ponder that for a good long minute.
It all starts with grain and water but here are the Italian contraptions which turn those simple ingredients into silver and gold.
After the tour (and agyonizily no tasting for the pilot), there are shirts and glasses and purchasing to be done.
With the precious cargo secure, it's time to see if the morning headwind is an afternoon tailwind.
The winds indeed were indeed favorable but a storm was brewing faster the the wort for a whiskey. Base to final had the Devastator dropping down to the field with 19g23kts and wanting all over the place. The landing was safe but not pretty. More important, the cargo was intact.
Here is the day's bounty! Two Gins, a whiskey, two aged Gins from batch #1, and a complimentary glass.
Who needs "hundred dollar hamburger runs" when you can fly to a distillery?
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