About the time I graduated from kindergarten, my Uncle Leland returned from his enlistment in the newly created United States Air Force. Hanging out and making model airplanes with him ignited a passion that would burn in my heart for the rest of my years. About a decade later in Air Force ROTC I had my first flight – in the back seat of a four-place single-engine airplane. We hadn’t even cleared the runway when I was hooked. In these posts, I’ll share some of the highlights of the next sixty plus years of learning, flying and teaching in numerous planes.
Retirement – A painful rite of passage
It’s really true, GrandpaLyle’s Ark will launch from NW Arkansas again in July. Headed north for a couple days in the Chicago area, then on from there to somewhere. The next step in a bitter-sweet painful rite of passage. The Ark had been sidelined so I could take a stab at being young again. Let me ...Read moreAdios to the Duke
The last hurrah As much as I loved flying Duke N33WF, the cost was twice that of a Baron. Prudence required me to face reality and sadly I sold it. The good news was that I flew the plane for almost two years and more than 300 hours, yet sold it for more than I paid ...Read more