Ah, the Joy of Cubbing....
I learned to fly in a J-3 Cub....the wind of a Minnesota October whistling in through the cracks in the door.....the crunch of snow as skis touch down on a frozen lake....oh, wait a minute, fond memories?!
There is nothing like touching down on a green grass runway on a summer evening as the tires go swish - the mains and tailwheel touching at the same time as the wing sighs and gives up that last bit of lift. If the runway is new mown, you even get the smell of grass as the tires kick up the clippings. How can you quit now? The sun hasn't quite set, so add some power and take it around again to experience another perfect touchdown. I think my love of landings goes back to those early days with a Cub - it is almost sensual.
I didn't fly a taildragger for a decade or so, and then renewed my love when I partnered with a couple of friends on another J-3 in the 90's. The airframe was getting long in the tooth, but we just used it for knocking around the local grass strips anyway - we each had traveling airplanes in our hangars. I must have put another 300 hours on in a few years, and enjoyed chasing the airport dog with my shadow at the end of the day. Alas, we wore that plane out to the point it needed new fabric, so we took it apart, found other things to do, and it still sits in an ex-partners hangar, waiting for someone to come along and give it a little love...
When it came time to fly the -8 for the first time, Danny King gave me some good advice. "Paul, go find a J-3, get in the front seat (with someone in back, of course), and when you feel current, you'll be ready to land the -8". He was right - the view was good, and both airplanes are honest and true.
Recently, a friend and fellow -8 owner here in the south Houston area bought a Legend Cub, and invited me to go fly it any time I want. While it's a bit odd to see both left and right wheels at the same time (it has a door on each side), it also enhances that touchdown experience - the smells and sounds waft through the cockpit from both sides. It feels like home.
Yup, if you've never had any Cub time, go and get a little - even if you already have hundreds or thousands of hours in your own taildragger. Your soul will thank you for it!
Paul