Thursday, July 10, 2014
A pretty good day.
So this morning, I went out to get the airplane flying again. As last reported, it's engine compartment was one big Starling condo, meaning that I couldn't run the engine until I got all of that straw out of there. So, 41 screws later, the top half of the cowl comes off.
Once cleaned and reassembled, I took the bird up for an hour and a half just to see how rusty I'd gotten. I did some area flying and saw some new sights, then I flew into Winchester, VA and shot a couple of touch-and-go landings on their field. I was going to go down to Front Royal too, but a line of dark rain squalls came up from that way while I was playing at Winchester. I was going to fly into it for a bit to wash the plane, but then I saw the lightning flashing and decided that my time would be better spent flying for home instead. I sure have missed flying this bird.
After tying the plane down, I headed over to the pistol range, where I aired the newish S&W M&P 40 out for a bit on the steel targets. Then I came home, stopping to buy some beer, some of which I'm now enjoying. And on the dog front, Murphy and Belle are wrestling on the floor like they so often do, and Belle just pissed Murphy off to the point where he chased her and she ran into my end table and knocked it over. Now she's trying to get one or both of us to feel sorry for her even though she's the one that caused it all. Sigh...women.