Nags Head Get-Away

Planning -Wednesday 6/8

After a week of watching weather it's Wednesday evening and I am refining the wx search/reports and cleaning up my final flight plans.  Mary and I decided to cancel our room at Surfside last Friday and wing it when we get there. We have a car set up for the four days and I'm sure the FBO at Dare County Regional Airport can help us find a room or we can explore out and about to find something on our own.

Some of the wx planning I like to look at requires the following online charts on the AOPA wx pages. The Precipitation/Surface Level Precipitation chart forecasts rain accumulation for 24, 48, 60, 72, 96 and 120 hours from the chart generation time. This chart helps me visualize where the wx is moving and the rain intensity.

Another must read is the convective outlook chart that forecasts general thunderstorm activity for the valid period of the chart. This chart describes areas in which there is a risk of severe thunderstorms. General thunderstorm activity is identified on the chart by a solid green line with an arrowhead at one end. The area of general thunderstorm activity is expected to the right of the line from the direction of the arrowhead.

I also check the Prognostic (PROG) Charts, that depict pressure centers and frontal positions along with SIGMET, AIRMET, Ceiling/Visibility and Winds aloft. As of this evening we are still a go for the flight, another round of checks tomorrow afternoon and a final go/no-go decision to be made late Thursday evening.

Friday 6/10-  It's a Go!

We departed runway nine and climbed for two thousand feet heavy with fuel. Outside temps were plenty warm and I knew the climb to eight thousand would be slow but steady. I was handed off to Philly approach and directed to the Smyrna vor (ENO) intercept victor 29 airway. We were off on our vacation! I dialed in the country hits on xm radio and settled in for the two and a half hour flight.

I had dialed in Dover approach but instead due to altitude was handed off off to Washington center. 08romeo did a nice job maintaining six to seven hundred feet a minute in the climb. There was a distinct haze that shielded some of our view of distant ground targets that we use as landmarks on our flights. Our flight plan will have us follow v29, that means we would pass over the Symrna vor, direct to the Salisbury vor then follow v1 airway to the Jamie intersection down along the Delmarva peninsula, close to cherry point. From Jamie a slight left turn to Cape Charles (CCV)vor, then across the Chesapeake bay to Norfolk followed by the last leg, direct, Manteo -KMQI.

Washington handed us off to another Washington sector and they in turn handed us off to Oceania approach. Oceania gave us the direct Manteo just as we approached the Jamie intersection. This was a really nice short cut and would allow some nice shots as we followed the beach to our destination. As if I wasn't happy enough with the beach route change Oceania called out an F18 passing off our nose climbing from right to left through our altitude, a very cool sight. Picture did not capture the jet.

As we worked our way south along the coastline we were handed back to Washington center. I was given a descent and I acknowledged, leaving eight thousand descending four thousand. I maintained a steady five hundred foot a minute which makes for no added ear pressure. From four we were given two and vectored west for traffic in the area of first flight. We were number two of three aircraft heading into Manteo this morning. I was eventually turned south pointed between the destination airport and the TFR noted in my pre-flight.

F18's behind the wing

Washington center was busy and mentioned that the aircraft arriving before us did not cancel their instrument flight plan. This means we were in limbo or destined for a hold until they did cancel so we could get in. Thankfully the visibility was good and I could cancel in the air if I needed to which would allow me arrive as a normal VFR flight. All the possibilities were sorting out in my head as my fuel tank switch notice came up and I was maintaining the vector I was given. Wash center calls out traffic at 1800 feet, yes two hundred below passing down my left side a pair of F18's. Way to cool and a hell of a distraction as I make sure my altitude is rock solid but still try to spot them. I see a reflective shine, something off my ten o clock and advise I have the F18's in sight and at that moment as they pass I could now see the second aircraft tucked in tight to the lead aircraft's right wing. I wanted to key the mic and make the call, we have two bogeys count em' two, I'm in. Good God, how could I concentrate on landing now. Ok there maverick, I thought, get your head back in this cockpit and fly your plane, you goofball!

Virginia Dare memorial Bridge

Manteo

Short final 23

Wash center brings me back to this world and notes the first aircraft still did not cancel after arriving a manteo. I'm thinking ATC wants some help here. I advise I have the field in sight and will cancel in the air with him now. The controller updates on the jumpers over the field and traffic in the area then approves a frequency change, squawk vfr. I acknowledge and thank him for the help today.

Terminal KMQI

I decide on a forty five entry for the left down wind runway two three and make my calls. I am number three for the field following two aircraft as we play follow the leader in the pattern. Good spacing by each plane makes for an easy landing and taxi clear to the ramp. Unicom comes to life and the terminal asks, how can we help you today 08Romeo? Good morning, we will be here until Monday where would you like us to park, I responded. We were given a location, acknowledged and then asked if we have a car reserved. Yep we do, and I gave my name to confirm. Mary headed to the terminal for the rental and the man drove up to her to let her know if she wanted to complete the paperwork he would help me secure the plane.

Vacation Begins...

The rental ford fusion was already cool and the lineman helped me load the remaining bags in the car. My timing was perfect as Mary walked to the ramp from the terminal and climbed in. We both chimed in at once, "we're on vacation" and made our way into downtown Manteo. Honestly, we gave some thought to a plan then tossed it as we approached Darrell's, one of our local favorites for lunch. The place was busy but we were seated in just a few minutes as we made our way to our table. I immediately ordered a sweet tea and my lovely Bride had a corona. I had the flounder with a side of cole slaw and potato salad, Mary ordered the fried oysters with pickled beets.

Mary and I headed into Nags Head and decided to check in at the Surfside before heading out to explore. Surfside was busy and our room was not ready but the man at the desk offered us beach towels and use of the pool while we wait. It sounded like a plan so we dug through our bags, grabbed swimwear and changed in the indoor pool private bathrooms. We were basking in the sun in no time flat! We settled in and enjoyed the pool, waiting for the call about the room. When the call did come I hauled the bags to the room and did some unpacking, hanging up what need to be hung and making sure everything was in order. After getting the room squared away I returned to the pool to soak up more rays.

Mary and I decided it was time to head out and explore, we wanted to find JK's for our Saturday dinner stop and make a stop at dairy queen. We decided to pass on a big dinner and opted for the reverse dinning ice cream instead, it works for me. With mile posts noted for the weekends adventure we pointed the rental to the hotel and called it a day. Mary read for a while and I surfed the flying forums. I did start my journal entry and emailed it home since the iPad does not work in the blog editor. I will need to research this further.

Saturday 6/11



Jennettes Pier

What better way to start the day then breakfast at Grits and Grill. Excellent food and service in a friendly place, it's worth the stop. We spotted a Walgreen's and decided to stop for supplies so we could stock the room fridge. With supplies in hand it was time to head back to the beach and soak up some more sun. The winds are always blowing here and most of the folks we saw heading to the beach this morning were making their way back to the hotel pool, the sandblast effect obviously took a toll.

Mary and I immediately altered our plan and picked a place to park ourselves poolside, just in time as the chairs filled quickly. I thought the strong breeze felt great while broiling in the sun. I needed to really get some color on these legs of mine, they are blinding white. Mary sprayed some tanning stuff to help the process but I'm not sure it can help.

After a relaxing stint at the pool we packed up our stuff and made our way back to the room. I wish Mary had the camera, you should see me walking in these flip flops, what an ugly sight. I haven't worn those crazy things in many years, geezzz I hate those things stuck in my toes.

Duck NC

Waterfront Restaurant, Duck NC

Ok, back to the write up. We took a short nap then showered and dressed for dinner. Tonight we would do a little road trip then enjoy an awesome steak at JK's and waddle back to room. We headed north on the big road following the signs for Duck. We checked out a few hotels and really liked the Colony IV in Kitty Hawk. We enjoyed driving along soaking in the scenery and noting all the shops. Mary snapped a few shots of the horse statues along our route that we seem to collect each time we visit the area. The big road scales down to one lane each direction and traffic follows suit. The 50mph was over and 35 between stop and go's was slow and working traffic was now the norm. I'm not sure how far it was but the drive was fun and the best part was that I shared it with my bride.

Duck was a small town, not very commercialized which is plus. Plenty of mom and pop shops and restaurants. Not really sure of the beach access but we did see some roadways and small paths leading to the dunes. I don't think we would stay here but it may work for some folks who like the the out of the way places. We drove a bit more, north towards Corolla, then turned it around and headed back south for dinner. The traffic flow south was much faster and we soon were turning on to the big road and headed south for Nags Head. Along the way we made a few stops to check out a few shops; The Christmas Mouse and Forbes,the candy store. We agreed it was Time for dinner and backtracked a mile or two north to our place of choice, JK's.

The Coach store

Mary I were quickly seated and we each ordered a drink, apple martini for the bride and a sweet tea for the driver. I knew what I wanted, steak, medium well, with the lobster bisque for a starter. Mary also had the soup and we each enjoyed the hot French bread our waitress brought to the table. Dinner was served, it looked perfect, and tasted even better. I couldn't finish the red mashed and string beans with a mustard bacon type sauce,however, I didn't leave a spec of my NY strip steak. Mary had a petite fillet with the same sides and she cleaned her dish.

The owner, John, stopped by to chat a bit about dinner and to make sure we enjoyed ourselves, we certainly did. It was good to chat and he said he remembered us from our last visit, how kind and what a perfect thing to say to your guests. John is from New Jersey and that lead to a whole different chat, a good time I assure you. We wanted to skip desert but decided to order a creme brûlée and two spoons, it was a perfect ending to a great dinner.

Sunday 6/12

Sunday morning and another gorgeous sunrise, what a way to start the day. Mary and I decided on a quick light breakfast here at the hotel; cereal, fruit, coffee, juice and toast. We walked back to our room and gathered our gear for a day of hitting the shops in Manteo and a few along the main highway. First on the list was the coach store, see the happy lady in the picture above.  Next up was the Cotton Gin, this place carries a little bit of everything and we managed to take a few items home with us. Next we headed across the Bridge into Manteo and made our way to the shops located along the waterfront.

Shopping at the Cortton Gin

Our first stop is Wanchese Pottery, great hand made items along with the candle wics we like. We purchased a beautiful hand made bowl for our den, cobalt blue and dark green. We were saddened to hear that Potts the cat had passed. We looked forward to seeing this friendly guy when we would shop. At least we have some great photos of him over the years we have been going to the shop. The new surprise was hazy daisy, a petite little girl who grew up under the porch of the same local shop. The store owner said Potts didn't allow the little girl in but now she has filled the void and taken up residence, what a lucky girl. By the time we walked the shops and made our way back to the car it was closing in on lunch. We had decided this morning we would go to Sugar Creek on the way back to the hotel.

The parking lot was filling fast but we were soon walking to the door. An SUV from New York pulled into the spot next to us and when they opened the door to get out all kinds of items overflowed. This poor woman was wedged in with bed linens, clothes and baskets of stuff.  It was all we could do to refrain from busting a gut in laughter. Once inside, we were quickly seated overlooking the water at a cozy table for two. We ordered calamari for starters and followed up with seafood for the main course. A great lunch and excellent service made for the perfect choice.

It was time to head back to our hotel and change for the beach. Walking in the door with the bags I dropped one of the three, yep, the one with the pottery.  I was really ticked but Mary said let it go, crap happens. Mary was ready to go and sit by the pool, I decided to take a nap, I promised to catch up in a short time. I cranked up the ac and read for a bit, even worked on this write up. I was soon curled up and passed out on the bed, I was beat. I didn't sleep very well last night but woke up after my nap feeling refreshed and ready to go.

I headed down to pool where I found Mary still broiling in the sun and needing to be turned over. I pulled up a chair and closed my eyes enjoying the warm sun that was working overtime to add some color to these hopeless legs. I guess we stayed out until dinner then made a beer run to the local seven-eleven. Gotta love the south, you can buy wine or beer everywhere. Mary was happy as she emerged with her corona in hand and two limes along with a phone number for a pizza place. We ordered a pizza to be delivered to the hotel and settled in for the night.

Monday 6/13

After multiple wx checks last night while watching storms, on Vans Airforce wx, pass by our home in Delaware, I felt comfortable with the flight plan for home. I am going to file direct ORF then CCV V1 SBY V29 KILG, home.

Mary and I decided on breakfast back at Grits & Grill.  It's a fast turn around since it was early and we beat the regular crowd. We wanted to check out the "new" Jennette's Pier and pick up a few things for Mary's Mom before checking out of our room. We headed south just over a half mile from our hotel and pulled into the freshly paved parking area of the pier.

Rays swimming around the pier

In September 2003, Hurricane Isabel swept the North Carolina coast, knocking down about 540 feet of Jennette’s Pier and practically shutting down an Outer Banks institution. It then became time to rethink the fishing pier concept, with the Aquariums taking the lead to rebuild Jennette’s as an all-concrete, 1,000-foot-long, educational ocean pier.

On May 22, 2009, Governor Beverly Perdue led a gathering of legislators, local officials, and Aquarium leaders for a “sand-breaking” on the site of the new $25 million Jennette’s Pier, seventy years to the day from the first construction. It's an Awesome place to enjoy the beach.

It was time to get back to the hotel and the sky was starting to cloud up as you can see in the south beach views. We returned to the hotel and packed up our room then checked out. We headed north a few blocks to make a stop at Forbes for fudge and peanut brittle for Mom and we still needed to fill up the rental car. I topped the tank in Manteo then made a stop at the waterfront shops so we could replace the hand made bowl we had just purchased yesterday at Wanchese Pottery.

We rolled through the gates and readied 08Romeo for flight. Once ready for start up I ran the car back to the terminal and settled up the bill. It's a short walk to the plane and Mary had the doors open taking in the breeze. I completed my final checks and got the fan turning. I made a call to Flight Service to open my instrument flight plan. There was one change from the filed plan and that was direct ECG then as filed. No biggie, plug and chug we're ready.  I advise I'm number one to go, runway five and acknowledge my void times.

KMQI from the cross wind departure

08Romeo climbs out for five thousand direct Elizabet City (ECG). As I am climbing out Washington center clears me to seven thousand and direct CCV, Cape Charles.  I'm handed off to Oceania and they change my roue to direct ORF, Norfolk then as filed. Ok, doesn't anybody want me in their airspace? I am now in the clouds making the changes as fast as they give them to me and trying to enjoy the actual time. I am tuning VOR's just in case and running what if potential landing situations through my mind as I keep the scan going.

Oceania hands me off to Norfolk and they hand me off to patuxent. I am now in the clear at seven thousand literally hands off flying on course and altitude.  Along the way I run through more IMC and it's smooth and very bright inside the clouds. Patuxent hands me off to Dover and they spoil my party directing me to descend to five thousand. I'm looking at the clouds ahead and know that I will be in the soup at five but comply. Sure enough I'm in it, it's not bright and smooth in here but getting dark and bumpy.  Mary gives me the look and before I could say a word she says I don't like the bumps when I can't see around us. Without hesitation I call Dover with a request; Approach, 08Romeo request-- 08Romeo say request -- 08Romneo would like lower, I'm IMC and it's really bumpy -- 08Romeo descend 3000 -- Leaving 5000 descending 3000, 08Romeo.

Ok, I know I'll be clear but I will also be under the layer and that means bumps too. Mary's ok with that as long as we can see when riding out the rough stuff. Dover hands us off to Philly and they call out some traffic. One is VFR skimming along the bottom of the layer as he passes of our nose a few miles and a few hundred feet higher. After that we are handed off to Wilmington and cleared visual runway one. I contact Wilmington and as directed continue inbound for runway one and report 3 mile.

Just for practice I chug and plug the ILS RWY 1 and activate it. It's good practice and as long as I am eyes outside it works. Less than a mile with two notches of flaps in and just under 500 feet, looking good needles in the bubble as I glance in to confirm. Right at that very moment Mary calls out HAWK!! I am immediatly eyes out front and just see this crazy bird coming head on trying to go vertical giving us a full body view with wings spread tip to tip that I would swear spanned our prop. He looks to be going up and i nose over slightly, the hawk does a left wing over, and dip under us just to our left.  I bank right then left waiting to hear the bang, nothing. He missed, we missed, my seat cushion vanished! The Hawk was between the next two photos to give an idea how close we were on final.

I'm over the numbers and getting stall horn still twenty plus feet high. Power, power, settle, more stall horn, power...it was like the first time my PPL instructor asked me to fly the runway, holding it off a couple of feet, except this was way uglier. I finally set it down about 2500 feet past the numbers. I let the tower know that one was ugly but my hands were still shaking from the near miss bird strike, they responded welcome home. We taxied to our tie down and once shut down I just sat. I was happy to be on the ramp and not in another position, one of many bad ones running through my head.

As I finish up this write up I am sipping the second of my double captain and cokes. For those of you that don't know me, well, that's a rare happening. To those of you that do know me, you know that's a reach for this guy who only enjoys ice tea.  We enjoyed our short get-away vacation and have called it a second honeymoon....We are glad to be home!

US Airways Flight 1549

With both engines out, a cool-headed pilot maneuvered his commercial jetliner over New York City and ditched it in the frigid Hudson River and all 155 on board were pulled to safety as the plane slowly sank....A Miracle on the Hudson.

I got to see the US Air Airbus 320 as it made its final journey destined for the Carolina's Aviation Museum in Charlotte, N.C. The initial destination when departing LaGuardia Airport back in January 2009.

The massive flatbed hauling the 191-foot, 194,000-pound fuselage,15 feet 10 inches wide and 15 feet 5 inches tall took about ten minutes to cross the Delaware Memorial Bridge, rolling along at 10-15 mph in the middle of the deck where clearance is highest.

Thanks to the DRBA folks who managed to take some very cool photos and share them with those of us who didn't have a camera.

VFR Flying



Morning errands with Maggie Muffin

 Mary was headed to Alexandria, VA today to spend time with her cousins and check out the 'rock' cousin Kate got for her engagement.  I decided it would be a great day to get some fun flying time, with no flight following or instrument flight plan. I sent a text to Mike B, figured I may want to shoot a few approaches or I might not, we would have fun just tooling around.  I also sent a text to Vince and asked if he wanted to ride along. Vince answered what time and Mike was running a bit late and had some things around the house he had to take care of. I decided to head to the airport.

Vince walked across the ramp while I was finishing up my preflight. We climbed aboard and soon had the fan turning.  My recent Collins fix was acting up, cutting out then coming back online. I didn't know what to think and decided to try and transmit on the thing, it worked, the radio came back online and seemed to be fine.  I'll call Red Eagle Monday morning just to be safe. I made the call to ground and taxied to runway two seven. 08Romeo climbed out and with a left turn on course, we were crossing the Delaware river.

Salem nuke plant

Fort Delaware

I tuned in the DuPont VOR (DQO) on 114.00 and set the CDI to the 153ish radial for the hop to Cape May. Once level I asked Vince if he wanted to fly and without hesitation he agreed. OK, no GPS today, you're tracking the VOR NAV 2 and maintaining 2500 feet.  Vince is 14 and has a wicked passion for flying, he absorbs aviation info like a sponge and he has been working through the King Private Pilot DVD's I gave him. Vince quickly initiated the transfer of command with my plane and my response of your plane and his confirmation my plane. I made a few finger points (Thanks Mike B) at the altimeter and CDI but Vince held it to PTS standards for most of the flight.

Cape May Lighthouse

I made the radio calls but should have let Vince try that too, he's really good. I talked Vince through our plan to approach Cape May with a midfield crossing to enter the left down wind for runway two eight.  Another aircraft called  with a straight in for runway one so we adjusted our plan.  Winds were 320 less than 10 knots which favored two eight.  Ok, time to adjust, we will now enter on the crosswind for two eight giving the other traffic some extra space. I remind Vince we need to be at 1000 feet as we enter the pattern. Vince did very well as he turned downwind and base then we transferred controls once again so I could turn final and land. I did ask him to mirror my control inputs so he could feel the landing, and he did.

Cape May NJ

We taxied to the terminal on the new taxiway recently completed on my project, it felt pretty good. The contractor did a very nice job finishing up with placing the topsoil seed and mulch. The project was cleaned up very nice for the F18 jet demonstration this weekend.  I chatted with Pat in Operations via the bluetooth on my Zulu headset then taxied out for our flight down the Delaware coast to Ocean City, MD.

We taxied out to runway two eight and took off after an Archer.  The plan was to circle over the Ferry Terminal and gain altitude then cross the Delaware Bay and head south, south west to Ocean City, MD.  Once I got things squared away I let Vince orbit 08Romeo over the Ferry Terminal and climb to 4500 before turning west to go feet wet. Vince kept a nice orbit in place and we both kept a look out for inbound traffic for KWWD. The path across the bay was easy to follow, I said just shadow the ferry's. Cape Henlopen on the Delaware side of the bay with it's bright sand looked like we could reach out and touch it, no I didn't take a picture.

Orbit the Ferry

We started across the Bay and we got about 11 miles from KWWD maybe 4 or 5 miles over the water and I thought I felt the engine run rough, no, not the over water I hear noises, this was a change to the normal purr. We quickly transferred command and I made an immediate right turn for Cape May.  I flipped the radio back to unicom at Cape May and started to flow through my checks. Pump went on, visual contact with the field and no problems getting back. Oil Temp and pressure were good, fuel reading in both tanks, check mixture full rich, then lean a bit and back to full rich.  Pump off and she feels fine smooth as can be. We keep pointed at WWD and with everything looking good I make the decision to cross the bay back to our west south west. I now have KGED, Sussex County dialed in just in case as the miles count down towards our destination of KOXB, Ocean City MD. The escape to GED is now a greater distance then OXB so I am committed, or is that should be committed. We make a wide pass to the north west and set up to enter on a 45* for left down wind runway three two.

Final KOXB

Jumpers kicked out of the plane is the call we hear and Vince and I struggle to see the meat missiles, I mean chutes. Vince confirms our traffic ahead as we now advise number three for the airport behind a navion and Cessna, each making extended down winds over the ocean for jumpers landing. I slow up and wait for the Cessna to pass at my nine then turn base, I didn't want to be over the water, low/no altitude just in case. Another smooth landing and taxi back with the jump plane hot on my heals. I went through another run up and everything felt great, 08Romeo hadn't missed a beat since over the Bay.

We soon departed Ocean City and decided on a stop for lunch and some go go juice (100LL) at Sussex County, KGED. The thermals were really starting bump us around for this short hop at a lower altitude. I gave the auto pilot a shot at keeping us wings level, it got a heck of a work out but did well. I feel safer hand flying and with a flip of a switch I took back control. I swapped calls with a Cessna inbound for GED who asked, what's the active. I responded with my type and tail number inbound for runway two eight.  The Cessna driver continued in for runway 4.  Another aircraft called in for runway two eight, the winds were 320. I made my pattern calls and advised the Cessna now on base that I would hold short of runway 4 for his landing, the runways don't cross but the taxiway at the end does, at least he thanked me.

Final KGED

The terminal was quiet, not much action, or so it seemed. I got a front row spot as the Lineman gave me parking instructions on the radio to park next to the Gulfstream III.  I responded, I can have the GIII ?  No, he answered but maybe he'll work a trade.  I ordered fuel to the slots since there is a discount if you eat in the restaurant. I took on 10 gallons total.  Vince and I enjoyed lunch and just beat the rush. Apparently the baseball complex adjacent to the airport has tournament play today and teams were starting to file in, in uniform, for lunch.

We finished up and headed out to the flight line so we could check out this Vulcanair P68 Observer 2 that taxied in for fuel. A strange looking bird "Observer 2" on its tail and a full glass front end like a helicopter and some radar dish in a bubble on the nose. It was loaded with equipment in the back and truly was a working machine. I seen enough and walked over to 08Romeo for an abbreviated pre-flight. I sumped the tanks since I took fuel, everything was clean and no water. With Vince on board we fired up and taxied out for runway 4. I held short for two aircraft landing, the first barely off the runway at the far end as the other touched down. I made my call to depart and inquired about the aircraft that was shooting the GPS 22 approach with a circle to land. The Pilot advised he was now going to land on 22, he was 4 mile on final. The pilot asked if I could wait for him to land since he was bringing in a patient. Sure no problem, 08Romeo holding short.  There, that wasn't to painful and I guess it counts as a partial good deed.  OK, on to runway four, full power let's go!

On departure I turned north for home. I did pick up flight following with Dover providing my information and dialing in the squawk code as directed. 08Romeo radar contact 7 miles west of Waterloo, altimeter 3001, 3001 08Romeo was the expected response. We were on our way with some extra eyes bumping along.  Vince said he spotted two Blackhawks following the shoreline of the bay or at least he thought that's what he saw. Ok, Mr. Eagle eyes sure thing, (rolls eyes) although he is usually spot on. We passed over the Dover Air Force base and approach dropped us just north. Squawk 1200, recommend Philly approach at 119.75, good-day. One two zero zero, 08Romeo thanks for your help today.

We were maybe 18 miles out and I would be calling the tower at 15 south after picking up the current ATIS info. Wilmington tower advised continue in for three two, I responded continue for three two - 08Romeo. It sounded busy and the mystery aircraft over the Bay were indeed blackhawks as they checked in, a flight of two.  As I turned to my 7 o'clock to get visual on them I saw a Bald eagle pass a few hundred feet below and down my left side, what an awesome sight! I also confirmed the flight of two, Vince had a smile from ear to ear.  Ok, ok you called them out, Mr I have young eyes and perfect vision.

I entered a left base three two, tight to the numbers like the tower requested and was cleared to land. I managed another nice landing. Vince helped button up 08Romeo and I got the bugs cleaned off the leading edges and cowling. 2.9 hours in the book and a good time watching a youngster have some fun at the controls flying.

Change of Plans

There has been a change of plans. Mary and I sat down and talked about the Florida get-away but spending around eight hours to get there and at least eight to get back would really limit our vacation time. If we had a week or so to play it would have been a no brainer, we could have spent some time in the Keys and explored a bit more.

Ok, update our plan with a two and a half hour leg and we can make it a leisurely flight south after getting Maggie to the kennel.  That means my morning tea at Dunkin and maybe breakfast at our favorite place. No 7am departure needed for this hop. I reserved a room and will make the call for a rental car tomorrow. Now I just have to hope for good beach wx. Nags Head here we come!