Becky
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I am tardy in reporting that my husband and I now own an airplane. It is his dream. I have placed a photograph of said airplane in the avatar thingie at left. See how it is sticking its nose into our lives?
Before the purchase, I started to "share" with him what I learned about C175's from the C175 threads here. Turns out he read the threads, too. So yes, our Skylark has the engine upgrade, etc. As I promised, I still trust my husband's judgement regarding time, the plane, flying, our finances (startlingly depleted now, and it looks to only get more so!), and our marriage.
There are old wingtips in the garage, in a box. Supplies for cleaning and maintenance disappear from our household stores and can be found later in the hangar. At lunchtime, he will drive 20 minutes from work to the airport, preflight, take a 10-minute flight to a little town whose only real restaurant is a greasy spoon, eat there, fly 10 minutes back, and drive 20 minutes back to work.
But he's happy! And he was happy before ... but this is a different kind of happy. I like it.
Plus, he is taking guys from work with him on the lunchtime jaunt ... one of whom really wants a plane but doesn't buy one because his wife doesn't want him to. Leading innocent people astray is apparently part of this flying deal.
I haven't flown with him in this plane yet, but feel it is probably inevitable.
Many of you responded graciously and thoughtfully to my original thread about how to deal with conflicting attitudes toward flying within a marriage. You were more helpful than you will ever know.
Before the purchase, I started to "share" with him what I learned about C175's from the C175 threads here. Turns out he read the threads, too. So yes, our Skylark has the engine upgrade, etc. As I promised, I still trust my husband's judgement regarding time, the plane, flying, our finances (startlingly depleted now, and it looks to only get more so!), and our marriage.
There are old wingtips in the garage, in a box. Supplies for cleaning and maintenance disappear from our household stores and can be found later in the hangar. At lunchtime, he will drive 20 minutes from work to the airport, preflight, take a 10-minute flight to a little town whose only real restaurant is a greasy spoon, eat there, fly 10 minutes back, and drive 20 minutes back to work.
But he's happy! And he was happy before ... but this is a different kind of happy. I like it.
Plus, he is taking guys from work with him on the lunchtime jaunt ... one of whom really wants a plane but doesn't buy one because his wife doesn't want him to. Leading innocent people astray is apparently part of this flying deal.
I haven't flown with him in this plane yet, but feel it is probably inevitable.
Many of you responded graciously and thoughtfully to my original thread about how to deal with conflicting attitudes toward flying within a marriage. You were more helpful than you will ever know.
