Some times you have to just have to keep on running and sooner or later you will get where you are going but only to find that you are not at the finish.

My son and mechanic, Max has moved North to Alaska! His first job as an aviation mechanic not in my hanger, nothing better than Alaska for a budding mechanic. He will be missed but it also means I get to visit……..Otters, Beavers, Cessna’s, anphibs, straight floats…..What more can you ask for…

 After a 1000 miles one way we picked up a 180 that has been sitting for 10 years. A Montana ranchers plane, he landed where only Buffalo and Indians roamed. The goal is a newly overhauled engine a handful of STC’s and a clean bill of health then back to the prairie. 

Slowly climbing out of the rabbit hole. Had to replace the Vertical rear spar and both bulkheads and make sure all was right when reassembled to make sure we did not repeat the mistake that was done the last time the tail was apart.

This Cub was built by a friend of mine who has built at least 10 cubs, he is getting along in years and this will be his final build. I am in the process of doing the final inspection, tweaking this and that. I rebuilt the engine a few years ago, a C-85-F, we weighed…

A friend and I flew to Reno in my 56 182, flew like it always has for the last 67 years, always amazes me. We met my son and went to the race on Saturday and enjoyed the company of the Condor Squadron and their T6, Barons Revenge. What a great group of people. Nothing…