So here I am reading everything I can about RVs. Five seconds after signing up on this site, and watching RVs on You tube I'm hooked. So what now? I see a post by Boomer (Bruce Pauley) and notice he live right next to me outside of Dallas. I email him and ask if I could get a ride. Bruce calls me "Hi Bob, can you go now? I mean now, whatcha think?" "Well Bruce it's midnight, how about I call you tomorrow?" (Now I'm joining a cult I figure...) What the heck, I like flowers and long hair, just not on me. Forward to the flight. Bruce is hangared 45 minutes from where we live but there is an airport in our town with limited hangars. Bruce "Boomer" drives to his plane and flys back to our town to take me for a ride!
So now I joining a cult with a bunch of nice people.
So here we go: Take off roll was a full 5-600 feet, MAYBE. Climbing at 2000 ft per and reach 3.5 by the time I take my first breath. Holy @$#%... (Here comes the good part as if that wasn't) Boomer calls approach to get into bravo and direct to Love field and DFW then on to hicks where the RV1 is being built.
Controller: Sure, squawk blah blah and say aircraft type again.
Bruce: Vans RV7.
Controller: what speed are you showing?
Bruce: 185 air 205 ground. (MPH)
Controller: Um, what size engine do you have?
Controller: Is it normal to get those speeds?
Bruce: Everyday, and twice on Sunday.
By the way we were 24 Squared. (Cult of nice guys with FAST airplanes. Where do I sign?)
We get over to Hicks. Some crazy guy starts taking pictures of us like we are rock stars. Crazy man turns out to be another super nice cult member Ernie from Houston (RV8). Not sure but I think Ernie takes all the pics you see of the work on the RV1. Never saw him without his camera.
Here is Boomer and Ernie discussing the wing we are about to put on the RV1 in Jay's nice shop. (RV1 is just between them)
Got to work with Jay Pratt on the RV1 and Walt Aronow on another plane. (Just watched Walt) These are two very smart people, sorry, no pic.
We start heading back to Rockwall. A twin took off in front of us, we had to be careful not to run him over, no lie. Boomer let me fly all the way back, which didn't help my wives ears because I haven't stopped talking about it since. Probably not going to help my pocket book any either. (BTW when Boomer left for home, he took off and stood that plane on it's tail and kept climbing. Let's see you do that in a cessna...)
I got to fly in the fastest prop I have ever been in and work on an aircraft that's going into a museum. Not bad for a Saturday. I wonder what the non pilots did that day... Who cares. I'm a new cult member...