2014 Maine Winter Flight

Beech Hill Pond

February 15, 2014

Fortunately Parker Tyler came along in the midst of the proceedings, and applied his snow plow to the effort. As he departed, I took two steps forward to finish cleaning up, slipped on the ice and fell on my ass. With two shots of prime, the plane started right up, in spite of being cold soaked for two weeks. On the way to the runway, I got stuck in clumps of snow twice, had to shut everything down, get out and push the plane free. – Are we having fun yet?

The thought of Mama Dunn’s homemade donuts back at the hanger wouldn’t let go. I went back up and had two with a cup of coffee. Life is good.

I need to remember this hill ahead of me with antennas on top as an aiming point, as I sometimes have difficulty locating the right pond, when coming from the other direction.

I needed help to push the plane back into the hanger, as I didn’t have enough traction to do it by myself.

In balance, it was a good day!