|To see my Dad's flight, click here.|
But, I digress . . . . .
I expected to fly in the same yellow plane, but as Dad was landing, the pilot noticed that the fuel gauge, which hangs from the center of the top wing, was leaking fuel. The pilot explained that the fuel gauges are tempermental on that particular aircraft and apologized that I would not be able to fly in it. They offered to roll out the silver Stearman, which was fine with me, but, they were going to have to move two other aircraft out of the hanger to get to that other Stearman. Well, one of those two aircraft that had to be moved was a North American T-6 Texan advanced WWII combat flight trainer. I am very familiar with those babies, and also the T-28 trainer that came later. In fact, when I was stationed at Keesler Air Force Base in Biloxi, Mississippi, they were still training pilots in the T-28. My barracks were located near the end of the flight line where the T-28s were taking off day and night (very noisy).
|Click here to see video of my flight.|
(Can't be seen from mobile devices.)
I can't really say that this was on my bucket list. This was an item on my 87 year old Dad's bucket list. But I was so happy to have this experience with my Dad. And I'm a very blessed man because Gerrí is, and has always been, 100% supportive of (most of) my antics.
|If you want to see a video of this kind of flying,|
rent the movie "Fly Away Home."
But, if I can stay healthy enough, next March I really hope to do this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D5VguRugB_c