humptybump
Well Known Member
Sometimes you find yourself in the enviable position of having all your chores done and left to your own to fill an afternoon. It's even more rare when the weather deities have chosen that same afternoon to bestow dry air, light winds and only the puffiest of cotton ball clouds.
It was just such a confluence that happened on Saturday to I pulled out the Devastator, gave it a good "once over" and launched from the just mowed long narrow lawn.
The destination was a little ways off. It would take a little more than 90 minutes to get from 53VG to 5NC3.
The flight was beautiful and only the slightest of bumps and burbles to serve as a reminder this was flying an RV-8 and not an afternoon in a BarcaLounger.
After landing. I taxied past a home that looks like the little brother to my own "metal house". There was really no time to stare, there was food ahead.
Most everyone who has traveled 220nm to get to Pick-n-Pig is greeted by a waiting line. The food is THAT good. fortunately I know secrets. I was seated immediately.
I could have stuffed myself on a nice pulled pork sandwich with sides of beans and slaw but I was on a mission. I was here for PIE! Key Lime pie to be exact.
I tried to savor it but it evaporated before my very eyes. Oh well. Pie always evaporates. It's a scientific fact that it has very low coefficients of both adhesion and cohesion.
Back out side, the parking area for planes had thinned out considerable. The Citabria and the three Cubs had departed along with a few other craft. There was one classy bird still sun bathing.
To Be Continued ...
It was just such a confluence that happened on Saturday to I pulled out the Devastator, gave it a good "once over" and launched from the just mowed long narrow lawn.
The destination was a little ways off. It would take a little more than 90 minutes to get from 53VG to 5NC3.
The flight was beautiful and only the slightest of bumps and burbles to serve as a reminder this was flying an RV-8 and not an afternoon in a BarcaLounger.
After landing. I taxied past a home that looks like the little brother to my own "metal house". There was really no time to stare, there was food ahead.
Most everyone who has traveled 220nm to get to Pick-n-Pig is greeted by a waiting line. The food is THAT good. fortunately I know secrets. I was seated immediately.
I could have stuffed myself on a nice pulled pork sandwich with sides of beans and slaw but I was on a mission. I was here for PIE! Key Lime pie to be exact.
I tried to savor it but it evaporated before my very eyes. Oh well. Pie always evaporates. It's a scientific fact that it has very low coefficients of both adhesion and cohesion.
Back out side, the parking area for planes had thinned out considerable. The Citabria and the three Cubs had departed along with a few other craft. There was one classy bird still sun bathing.
To Be Continued ...
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