Congrats again Pat!
So there I am, headed to Stead to meet Pat...and I get a text (I was at a stop light!
), that Pat is taxiing around (he was stopped in the run-up area
). He had completed the rudder-pedal move and was ready to fly his 8. We had done the training, and he was ready. Was he gonna wait for his IP to witness his first solo? Hmmmm…
I roll in, and there's no 3-tone silver-gray 8 taxiing around, and none in either run-up area (wind calm). Hangar open and empty. Look, up in the sky…
Yep, there on base was an RV. Prettiest wheel landing you ever saw! He taxis in, and there is the RV Grin…visible for miles!
Me: "Nice Wheeler…was that the first?"
Me: "Where are the other two?"
Pat: "Don't want to tempt fate."
I understood that…he taxied in, I followed, and hi fives ensued.
15 minutes later, he looks around, and says, "ya know the wind is really calm, and its a nice day…"
And I finish the sentence…"and you need pictures of you in your airplane…airborne…to hang up…and to send to Scott (Dave's building mentor…and ours too).
Slammer Flight takes off a few minutes later. (Slammer was [is] Dave's call sign). RV Grin visible from lead's cockpit…highly visible!
A quick flight to salute Dave and celebrate the passing of the torch from our friend Slammer to a proud new owner, Landfill (Pat). Race 89 is a beautiful airplane, inside and out, and its new owner will make its builder very proud! Here's another pic from that flight. Over Pyramid Lake…Anaho Island and the Pyramid visible. Spiritual place…kind of appropriate!
PS: My mug doesn't belong in there with Pat's plane…but it was a test of the new ANR gear, mic, and hardware, that breathed new life into my 1981-issued HGU-33…and I painted it with a gun borrowed from the same guy that helped Dave build Race 89. Full circle.