Driving to the Frankfort Airport, the roads weren't even that bad, but drivers were taking it at 40 mph, which was driving me nuts. It wasn't slick, it was just white. There's a difference. :p
Took off in the Conquest in the scuzz, and broke out on top into the sunshine. Flew to Cheyenne, WY. It was windy in Indiana, and it was super windy in Wyoming. Coming in to land, the winds were called out at 35 knots, but it wasn't too far from the runway, and it wasn't abnormally rough. And then I get like 50' above the ground, and wham. I got hit with a gust that rolled me hard left, to almost a 45 degree bank angle, and my airspeed dropped by 15 knots. I hit wind shear and a wind gust that was pretty severe. I got the nose down, power in, kicked in the rudder and aileron and straightened back up, got lined back up and landed nicely, after squeaking out a "whoa!" out loud. Guy in the back said "Wow, nice job" and tower said "I'm guessing you have a wind shear/wind gust report for me?" I said "yes", and gave him the details, and then he said "That looked really sketchy for a second there" and I laughed, because I was on the ground now so I could laugh, and said "Yeeeeah, it was!" Winds ended up kicking up to 48 knots. It was a rodeo for sure! I was glad to still have fast reflexes. Got my heart rate up for a few seconds there!
I took the crew car into town and hit brunch and drove around Cheyenne a bit. The sun was out, it was in the 50s, and it was a much nicer day than back home.
Stephen got back a little later than he expected. The winds were so bad on the way out it took 3.5 hours to get there...and only 2.5 hours to get home. So THAT worked at least, but I still had to tug the plane away by myself since they close at 5. And it's still freaking cold here.
While I was in Wyoming, I got a phone call. I never answer the phone, almost, but this one said it was from Pennsylvania. So I hopped on it, to find that it was the lady from the doc's office, and she said my report came in, favorably (of course), and they were ready for me to add it and submit my form. They would go over it in the next few days and then we'd see. So now I wait for PA doc to call the FAA and verify they won't have a problem, then submit my application. The Med Express site is down tomorrow, so it'll have to be at least Thursday, and I don't know how long it'll take for him to call OK City and get an idea on whether or not this will be good. So I'm still in hold mode, with not a lot of time to go, but at least there was some definable progress. I get more nervous as it gets closer. It's only one of the things I need done, but it's a big one.
Tomorrow I take the Conquest to Pittsburgh, PA, drop off a guy, take Ethan and Amber to Philadelphia, PA, wait there awhile, then back to PIT to pick up the guy, then home. Two big Class B airports. Then Thursday I take it to Michigan for maintenance, and then Ethan thinks he'll have a signed contract on it tomorrow, meaning it'll be sold. He said he couldn't wait until it was gone. I said I was gonna miss it, as opposed to the smaller slower pistons.
Sitting out in the grey
3/4 mile visibility
Such a pretty runway
And this was around 8000'
On a car back window in Cheyenne
See? Windy. ;)
This made me laugh.
Just some shots of Cheyenne as I was taking off
The airport is behind the wing
This is how sleep deprived I was until recently. It used to say 3 hours 45 minutes, and just jumped to 4 hours from the last 21 weeks. I've worked hard to try to get good sleep this last month, and it's been working. I'm not nearly as foggy, I don't get hot flashes any more, the brain fog is better, my mood is better, it's made a lot of difference.
Contrails on the way home. I think it's fun flying under other planes' chem trails ;)
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