I had a very busy weekend. Started off on friday, getting to drive Bill's dad's Z3 before he puts the M-series engine in it.
*Don't read this part Dad*
100 in a convertable feels very fast.
*Ok, you can start reading again*
Then, I fell asleep at 8, watched tv from 3-5 am, and got up for DDD meetings all morning. Then I went flying with Bill Foraker in his Commanche to a fly-in in Sullivan and met all sorts of neat people, plus got to see how they run their Young Eagles stuff. It's very similar to how we have ours in TN figured out. The guy in the hanger next to Bill's has a 170A and a beautiful Quickie. Burt Rutan signed his operations manual "The best Quickie I've ever seen" and berated him for not taking it to OshKosh. Once he gets a decent radio in it, now that he's fixed the zillions of engine problems, he says he's thinking about it.
Then I went out with the girls, and kept myself up past 3 am to call the police on the guys next door. 3 am is when the party needs to head indoors and people go home. At least get quieter. I was very pleased with the results.