What could be better on a New Year's Day than to go flying with a friend?
Craig and Stu launch the Cub for a spin about the patch, so to speak.
Then, what to their wondering eyes should appear but Bill and the Bird! The same Bill who complains that the downwash from the upper wing goes right down the back of his neck in 80 degree weather, goes flying with ICE on the Great South Bay! Note: the front cockpit is EMPTY.
Steve and the Fleet were flying too but I don't have a picture as evidence.
The outer shoreline - no sun worshippers today.
There are stories of intrepid airmen who have landed on ice that forms in the bay but it didn't happen in the 14 years I was there. Global warming, I guess.
My hat's off to these guys who celebrate the fun of flying as often as possible, even when it's a bit chilly.
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