Pennsylvania or Bust

It was nice to not have to leave too early.  I was out at Kokomo by about 9:30 am, and Glenn and I took off in the RG around 10:15. It took about 2 hours to get over to Washington County, Pennsylvania.  Got him some gas so he wouldn't be tight on his way home, got the Cheyenne some gas so *I* wouldn't be tight on the way home.  The mechanics went over the invoice, the squawks, the work invoice, all that they did.  It really made me feel good and confident, seeing what they did.  We had a couple of issues with the plane, and they seem to have found and fixed everything, best we can tell so far.  It was an uneventful flight home at 28,000' with a stiff headwind, and still only took me an hour.  It took the RG 2.5 hours to get home.  So of course I gave the pilot a hard time about it.  Because that's what we do.  ;)

The fueler at the airport there didn't want to deal with me.  He didn't feel like fueling up the RG, and when I told him I'd need fuel in the Cheyenne, he flat-out sighed, rolled his eyes, and even snapped at me a little.  He said something like "Four?" I said "What?"  He said something like "In Four?"  I thought he meant a hangar number or something.  I had to ask him like two more times what he was saying and talking about, and he sighed again and said "Does it go in the Four LS?"  OHHHHH, the airplane.  Yes.  Yes it does.  Sheesh.  He walked past the front desk and gave her my fuel order and walked off.  Never said another word to me then or when he was done, either.  I'm not sure if that's his normal attitude or if he's having a bad day.  Either way, dude, take a probiotic, or laxative, or Xanax, or somethin'.  ;)

When I got back to Kokomo, I went into the big hangar to tell Steve something, and found this skeleton set up on the T-6.  It was pretty darned funny, Jon set it up.  I couldn't decide which pose or angle I liked best, so here's most of them.  Too funny.

Not much else going on, it was a good day, I enjoyed the flying and the nice weather day.  Still have the same two big things to accomplish.  1) Cheyenne currency training, and 2) Bonanza to California. And a lot of smaller things.  

Flying along at FL280 eating my Club Sandwich in smooth peace

Flying just under someone's contrail

Skeleton Bob working on the plane

Get cracking, skeleton!