Misery

That's an old and bad joke.  

Ethan (the guy whose 340 I fly out of Frankfort) went in his Cherokee Six to Kokomo and picked up Steve and Spencer and flew them back to Frankfort. Meanwhile, I drove to Frankfort.  Steve and Spencer took the Cherokee Six and flew it to Malden, Missouri.  Ethan and I took a guy named Kevin, who is the head manager of Indy's TRACON Airspace Air Traffic Control guys, and dropped him off at Henderson County Airport, by Indy, then went on to Malden, Missouri too.  We were dropping off his Cherokee for annual, and then bringing home the pilots.  We caught up to the Six, and ATC told us to slow down. It was a VFR day, and I wanted to cancel and beat them in anyway, but Ethan is too nice, so we didn't.  ;) 

Malden is a neat old airport, a former military base, a former WWII training base.  It still had the old bunkers and ancient hangars and all buildings were the old concrete military bunker style with narrow dark rooms and painted cinderblock walls.  Old piece of history there, for sure.

On the way down, we flew to Henderson County, where I texted Amy and said hi, and she was out there and came out and waved at us.  We flew right over the top of Lawrenceville, IL, where I learned to fly.  I waved.  We flew right next to where I had my first ever flight instructing job, which was a less than stellar experience on any level.  I did not wave.  We flew over the top of Terre Haute where friends are.  I waved. We flew right next to Cape Girardeau, where my Mom was, so I texted and waved there, too.  It was old home walk down memory lane day!

The flight home, Steve and Spencer sat in the back two seats while Ethan and I flew up front.  It was a quiet trip, we had music going, and we dropped them off at Kokomo before flying back to Frankfort.  I drove past "The Milky Way", an ice cream place, and had a taco and some tangerine ice cream for dinner.

Got back to Kokomo Airport, and pulled out the Champ to fly at sunset for just 20-30 minutes, until it became illegal since I don't have lights on the airplane.  Put that away, and talked to my last guy of the day, Cliff, who is a surgeon and helicopter pilot transitioning to a fixed wing private pilot.  We did our first 8 night full stop takeoffs and landings in the pattern. The usual no lights, no landing lights, no flaps, and a few normal ones too.  We had a good time, as usual, and then I got home late.

So I flew to Missouri in the C-340, flew tailwheel Champ at Kokomo, and did night flying with a student in the 172.  Not a bad day.

Mostly I took pictures in the Champ trying to get a good sunset one...

Tasty Tangerine Soft-Serve from "Milky Way"

Me in the blue plane catching 62T going into Walden

A couple of old metal biplanes outside the building at Walden

Doesn't look like an old military building at all, does it.  ;)

Me and Ethan up front with an AWAKE (gasp) Steve and a very comfy Spencer back there

Sunset in the Champ for the next several

Getting ready to go fly the C-172 at night

The 172 at night in front of the hangar.