|Glory (optical phenomenon)|
With our scheduled trips just around the corner I decided to change the oil on 08Romeo. I had fourteen hours remaining until I hit the magic fifty, but better safe than sorry. After giving it some thought, I would rather get the change done by my shop then on the road somewhere and with people I don't know. With this plan in mind, I filed for this mornings flight to 58M - Claremont. in Elkton, Maryland.
METAR KOXB 260653Z AUTO 06013G19KT 10SM FEW033 03/M02 A3055
After completing my run-up I taxied for runway Zero-Two, yes, I have the numbers correct today. ;) Winds were 13 gusting 19 and 40° off the nose on climb out. Since I could not raise Potomac Clearance Delivery on the ground, I decided to pick up my clearance with Dover Approach in the air.
|South of Dover|
|Overflying Dover, heading North|
|Red - new route|
Philly gave me direct 58M and directed me to descend to three thousand. Once at three thousand and advised to report the field in sight, I cancelled IFR. Previously, I was asked what approach I wanted and I had responded Visual three-one since I didn't have a safety pilot so I couldn't wear those spiffy foggles and log it.
I made a nice landing and taxied clear, making my way to the first shop entrance located on the west side of the hangar. I briefly waited as the guys tugged out a Piper Arrow so 08Romeo could get inside the building where it was warm.
I also have a small hole that rubbed on the bottom corner of the baffle just inside the cowl where the top and bottom meet. That will take some Permatex oil resistant silicone to seal up and prevent air from blowing by the baffle.
With the change and once over complete, 08Romeo was ready for a leak test. I squared up my bill and stored the two extra quarts of oil in the baggage area for the upcoming trip.
I gave some thought to filing for the ride home but there was no radio frequency or number to call. I know, call the 800 number, I didn't feel like waiting. It was VFR with the layer sitting at three thousand three hundred. If I didn't like the ride below I could climb above the layer and get a pop up to descend into Ocean City. I was happy to just ride along below the layer, at least I thought so.
It was bumpy, what was I thinking. I stayed below as a punishment for being lazy and not filing, lesson hopefully learned. The trip didn't take as long as bucking the headwinds north and I was soon making position calls for home. There were two aircraft in the area, one doing pattern work and the other climbing out west, towards Salisbury.
I was number two for the field and made a nice landing with winds once again coming across the right side of the nose. I taxied clear and tucked 08Romeo back in her nest.
With the battery minder and pre-heats connected along with her two moving blankets over the nose, she was once again ready for slumber. Until the next time my trusty ride.