I love my airplane. I spent five years on her three of them pounding rivets almost every day. She is not a Broadway show girl but she has young and trained heart, excellent hearing and a push button. Only one button and it turns her on third blade.
She brought me to places I've never been and continues to do so. She introduced me to wonderful people I've never met and I enjoy it. She does it in a very fun, efficient and safe manner. Did I tell you she has my DNA?
I will do a compilation of my short travel stories here. I'll try to be a bit fun and a bit serious. There will be no struggles with weather phenomena, troubleshooting complex equipment (she has none) it will be the simplest ever stories about an airplane and destinations. I love photography and there will be bunch of pictures.
This time we went South. I have a cousin (our common Uncle's name is Sam) who bought a nice RV somewhere in Oregon and brought it home alone. He is also a beginner artist/novice writer and his novel about the adventure is here. He likes to fly by me. His airplane is nicely painted and very visible. Of course he steals all attention and gets all the credits after flybys. OK this time we went South. Cousin's landing strip is about 20 minutes in RV9A speed, ten minutes in RV7 speed. When I fly to his place I usually get a lot of wakes from aerial buses.
The target aerodrome was famous Salmon International, a newly commissioned farm strip owned by great guy, true gentleman and RV1 webmaster Glen.
It's impossible to miss his airstrip. Virginia's most unique. It's visible even from space. You can see the mirrored greenhouse roofs for 100 miles. Great turf runway right by them.
Cousin first as usual.
I sweep Left on Juliet, right on Zulu Alfa taxi to parking.
She brought me to places I've never been and continues to do so. She introduced me to wonderful people I've never met and I enjoy it. She does it in a very fun, efficient and safe manner. Did I tell you she has my DNA?
I will do a compilation of my short travel stories here. I'll try to be a bit fun and a bit serious. There will be no struggles with weather phenomena, troubleshooting complex equipment (she has none) it will be the simplest ever stories about an airplane and destinations. I love photography and there will be bunch of pictures.
This time we went South. I have a cousin (our common Uncle's name is Sam) who bought a nice RV somewhere in Oregon and brought it home alone. He is also a beginner artist/novice writer and his novel about the adventure is here. He likes to fly by me. His airplane is nicely painted and very visible. Of course he steals all attention and gets all the credits after flybys. OK this time we went South. Cousin's landing strip is about 20 minutes in RV9A speed, ten minutes in RV7 speed. When I fly to his place I usually get a lot of wakes from aerial buses.
The target aerodrome was famous Salmon International, a newly commissioned farm strip owned by great guy, true gentleman and RV1 webmaster Glen.
It's impossible to miss his airstrip. Virginia's most unique. It's visible even from space. You can see the mirrored greenhouse roofs for 100 miles. Great turf runway right by them.
Cousin first as usual.
I sweep Left on Juliet, right on Zulu Alfa taxi to parking.