After 1065 hours I found myself at OSH this year in the big Thursday morning departure line. Tail wheel control was fine.
I was on the brakes fighting with a hot surging engine like everyone else (except the lucky sucker who was following a long EZ pusher - basically having his own personal cooling fan!
I taxied past the unlucky guy (Steve ?? - I think) who had inadvertent rear end surgery to his rudder.
All was fine. I turned left looking for the gal in the pink shirt and waiting for my turn to blast off. Again, on the rudder, all is well.
"RV line up on left side of runway" came the call. Okie dokie my turn. Step on the rudder, give 'er the gas, line up, all is well.
"RV clear for takeoff" , black knob in, step on rudder to correct for yaw...... WHOA!!! WHOA!!! WHOA!!!! What the ..... My rudder was swinging side to side, I'm dancing on the brakes and thinking that this is NO PLACE TO GROUND LOOP! On the biggest stage of my life.
The link busted right there!
Lucky for us. With a little wind the takeoff roll is short enough, the tail comes up and the rudder is flying.
So I bugger out of OSH. I'm heading to Willmar, MN to meet my friend and have lunch before blazin a trail home to Western Canada.
I still didn't know what was wrong all I knew was that somethin ain't right back there.
I get to Willmar some two hours later. Cross midfield...oh great... Looks like 10 knots, 90 degrees to the runway. I wake my kid up. "Ok son, hang on, this maybe a teenie weenie bit bumpy".
I'll forgo the truth

.... I kept the wing low, into the wind, greased it in one wheel at a time, kept the tail off as long as possible... We all belong to VAF so we're pro's. Right! No sweat
Tailwheel touches and ya, not good. Brakes, brakes and more brakes. Ya, not 10 knots cross, felt like 40!
I thought, "dang, I hope I don't burn out these brakes before I shut down"
Anyways, all ended well. I get out. The link looked like Paul's. The main hanger door was open, a couple of 3/8" wrenches and she's off, I slip buddy in the hanger $20, he welds it up while I go have lunch, he threw in a quart of oil for me, bada bing I'm outta there
God smiled on me that day
And I've already installed a new one. Ready for another 1000!!
Darren