Jim stirred the pot and I was very determined to check what's in it. Draw a machete like route and launched.
It was perfect Saturday light chop and stiff surface winds were all over the place from Boston to Jax. It kept a lot of traffic grounded and I have almost all the sky to myself. Transitioned airspace where my cousin works he sat deep underground in dark room and was likely bored working giant plastic planes.
After Atlantic City I turned toward The Boundary. There is an unconquered yet island Kent. And there is a great grass strip on that island called Kentmorr Airpark. That was my first stop on the way to Jim's airpark.
Rarely I crab this much. Even more rarely I "cheat" the winds.
Almost 30 kts at the surface is no joke. I don't know if ultimate gust lock would hold that rudder. I parked my RV sideways and knew my trusty PVC lock would.
It was perfect Saturday light chop and stiff surface winds were all over the place from Boston to Jax. It kept a lot of traffic grounded and I have almost all the sky to myself. Transitioned airspace where my cousin works he sat deep underground in dark room and was likely bored working giant plastic planes.
After Atlantic City I turned toward The Boundary. There is an unconquered yet island Kent. And there is a great grass strip on that island called Kentmorr Airpark. That was my first stop on the way to Jim's airpark.
Rarely I crab this much. Even more rarely I "cheat" the winds.
Almost 30 kts at the surface is no joke. I don't know if ultimate gust lock would hold that rudder. I parked my RV sideways and knew my trusty PVC lock would.