Well I didn't end up taking the Ercoupe after all, but I did fly the 172 to Sidnaw and had a fun time fishing today. (I watched Brad and Tom haul in a 3-foot-long northern pike and a 10-pound bass....
right guys?)
I did get checked out in the Ercoupe, but discovered a squawk, a potential squawk, and a couple minor annoyances too. Besides, even solo, I decided I was not sure this thing could make it in and out of 6Y9 (whether due to its inherent poor performance, or its pilot--me--not being skilled at getting max performance yet). There was also a whole lotta wilderness between me and where I wanted to go. There were several strikes against me and this flight I eagerly wanted to make. So I sacrificed the coolness factor for safety and common sense, and took my very trusty steed N2881Q, the 172 instead. I'm glad I did that.
Due to my get-there-itis it took a while for this wave of common sense to hit me, and I wasted time with a false start in the Ercoupe. So I didn't have enough time to make it to 6Y9 before dark Friday and missed the fireworks there
. I did, however, have time to plan out a shorter flight to Crandon, WI and get there before dark. I camped there overnight Friday (got to watch their fireworks) and made the rest of my trip today. I'm back home safe & sound now and will post more on my blog tomorrow.
Thank you to the Fredericks for your hospitality! I had fun!