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Photo bucket was the one I had joined but could not remember my log in.

I did figure it out. You can now go there and see yours truly in the rear seat. I got to do lots of the flying including rolls and landing. Some fun.

If you click on the first photo you will get a slide show of all the photos.


Stay positive, :):):)


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Hey, Ernie, looks like great fun -- and no evidence of a ground loop! I've never flown a tail-dragger, and always wondered if directional control on landing and taxiing was as critical as I'd heard. Guess it depends on the crosswind component and how ham-footed one happens to be. Aloha,


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This seems so appropriate in this thread, given what we know now. This poem has meant a lot to my family, my late father was a pilot for the Royal Canadian Air Force during WW2. Some may remember the poem as Ronald Reagan quoted it after the Challenger disaster.

High Flight

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth

And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;

Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth

Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things

You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung

High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there

I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung

My eager craft through footless halls of air.

Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,

I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace

Where never lark, or even eagle flew -

And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod

The high untresspassed sanctity of space,

Put out my hand and touched the face of God.

Pilot Officer Gillespie Magee

No 412 squadron, RCAF

Killed 11 December 1941

God speed on your next journey Ernie.

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Very cool, Ernie.

I suspect you felt the way I did last summer when I got to take the helm of a sailboat for the first time after my dx: not just the exhilaration (higher than any drug known to man!), but cleansing--as if the cancer cells in my body were just pouring out my arm, into the tiller, down to the keel and into the ocean (where they all drowned, of course! :D)

Good going!


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