Hopping Saturday

Our Poker Run was today.  I set my alarm to get up at 6:30, so I could run out to Glenndale for an hour, but Steve didn't get going out there that early either, so I just headed out to Kokomo.  Nathan and I took Kevin and his wife to New York.  Uneventful flight, that let me refresh and remember the plane a bit.  It was only an hour and 49 minutes out there, and even the time we spent on the ground, getting a bit of fuel, and the trip home with more of a head wind, we were there, on the ground, and back in 4.5 hours.  You can't beat that with a stick!

Coming out of there it's always busy and a little convoluted.  They're picky and slightly cranky at all times.  Indiana is a much more friendly place to fly, but it's all good practice.  In fact, the whole thing is good "Keep you young" practice.  I enjoy that.  :)

We made it back around 2:30 pm and ran over to Glenndale to have a burger/dog from the Poker Run.  I stayed there until it was time to run home and get Kaylee and take her to her band concert early.  Steve and I went out at 7 pm, enjoyed the concert...

Busy day, late night, am tired...and am watching the A-Team.  I see a Stearman dogfighting and shooting and doing aerobatics low to the ground, and the whole thing makes me smile.  I didn't remember a woman on the team, and there was a different "Faceman" the first two episodes too.  I can't help it,  I'm enjoying the show, even if they can't hit anything with a hail of bullets except the occasional tire.  It's good stuff, man.  Still.  :)

Blue skies at 32,000'

Above the rain, headed west and still doing not too shabby on ground speed.