wby0nder
Cleared for Takeoff
Left Ames Iowa this morning about 1 minute before the football game TFR went in to effect at 10, and flew to Muscatine to top off the fuel. Touchy filler hose chugged fuel all over me there. Fortunately they had a shower and had 1 change of clothes. Next leg was to Muncie Indiana where I'd located another airport with Mogas.
This was my longest leg and heaviest take off ever in the Fly Baby. Climb was 400-600fpm initially and than I cruise climbed up to 7500 msl to get above the clouds. I maintained 2500 rpm and was doing about 90mph. 3 hours and 45 minutes later I let down to a nice little strip near Muncie (7I2) and topped off the header tank.
Several taildraggers and a bi plane there with friendly fellas standing around gawking at my weird little plane. When I asked if anybody could hand prop me I think there were 5 or 6 guys looking at each other and chuckling. One of them said, "take your pick".
Getting situated in the "fully loaded" Fly Baby provided them with several minutes of entertainment. Sliding into the super cush-modified seat, with a parachute on is fussy enough. But, to close the canopy I have to put several bags on my lap first, close the canopy, then slide bags over my shoulders to the turtledeck behind my head. It's gotta look strange.
From there I ran SE about 80 miles to a little strip called Stewart just outside the Cincinnati Class B where my pals Chris and Julie Uhl met me. Total milage for the day was about 530 statute.
Tomorrow 320 miles east to just outside the DC security zone. Can hardly recall such a stretch of amazingly perfect weather.
Matt Michael
This was my longest leg and heaviest take off ever in the Fly Baby. Climb was 400-600fpm initially and than I cruise climbed up to 7500 msl to get above the clouds. I maintained 2500 rpm and was doing about 90mph. 3 hours and 45 minutes later I let down to a nice little strip near Muncie (7I2) and topped off the header tank.
Several taildraggers and a bi plane there with friendly fellas standing around gawking at my weird little plane. When I asked if anybody could hand prop me I think there were 5 or 6 guys looking at each other and chuckling. One of them said, "take your pick".
Getting situated in the "fully loaded" Fly Baby provided them with several minutes of entertainment. Sliding into the super cush-modified seat, with a parachute on is fussy enough. But, to close the canopy I have to put several bags on my lap first, close the canopy, then slide bags over my shoulders to the turtledeck behind my head. It's gotta look strange.
From there I ran SE about 80 miles to a little strip called Stewart just outside the Cincinnati Class B where my pals Chris and Julie Uhl met me. Total milage for the day was about 530 statute.
Tomorrow 320 miles east to just outside the DC security zone. Can hardly recall such a stretch of amazingly perfect weather.
Matt Michael
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