Tony and I make right decisions super fast and often invade on a very short notice.
Our territory is pretty much exhausted and we are conquering close neighbors. It's not exactly RV Occupation but rather Expansion of boundaries.
Weather so so where do we go? Virginia? Da. Tomorrow Monday we are both off. You pick me up in the air, frequency 123.45. Good.
Our ports are 20 minutes apart. APRS is our primary tracking device I am 5 miles inbound to Tony's place. See his yellow bird taking off and intercepting me. Regular business.
Target was 53VG
a newly commissioned grass strip. The drome belongs to a VAF member, avid flyer and very energetic gentleman Glen Salmon. During my recent trip to the Bahamas I did reconnaissance of the field and already knew what to expect. We decided to give it couple tries then if in doubt we go to a concreted WWII airport only couple miles away.
We crossed the pond, did some loose formation flying, watched big guys practice at Dover and totally enjoyed the flight. In an hour and a change Glen's hangar was in sight. With so so visibility it can be seen from 10 miles if vis is excellent I probably could see him from Princeton just need to get high enough.
Tony tried first I was circling. He made it easy and had to explain how. Fully panted nosey RV7 on grass????
Then my bomber came slowly the same way. Jump jump shim shim stopped in the middle of 1900' non event the field is in great shape. Glen sent us some useful tips and tricks for his strip before I hope he repost them here.
Here we are in the mountains of Virginia
We are at the highest elevation of 41 feet.