A morning at Historic Flabob Airport. Billed a a gathering of Pietenpols, only one was able to fly in yesterday. Another partly built Pietenpol was on display. Others were unable to make it due to high winds at their airport of origin. he picture on the left is of the one that flew in. The one on the right is of the simple instrument panel in these antiques. Although there were high winds around the area, Flabob was fairly calm.
I have a photo of Scott Leefield, intrepid Pietenpol pilot and contact with the LA Fire Dept who helped lift me to Deb's third floor for rehab. Photo tomorrow.
Flabob Express, the local DC-3 was returning from a flight as I arrived. I love those old planes. That's the way to go. Although 70- 80 mph isn't exactly breaking the sound barrier.
In the meantime, I'm trying to figure out how Matrix Theory fits into String theory. And how to control the Parkinson's.
Old planes are evidence that we're all on this flight together.
Dick
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