Saturday was apparently the day for fly-ins in central Texas. There were four going on within less than an hour’s flight. We decided to stay close to home and stopped in first at Taylor. The airspace was full as we arrived, and we considered bailing since parking could be iffy. We decided to go ahead and land, thinking that if parking wasn’t optimal, we would just taxi right back up to departure. No need, luck was shining upon us and we had a nice, happy parking spot on the ramp. As we were getting ready to wander, the pilot of a twin parked behind us asked if we would kindly tie down our tail. He was going to start her up just to idle but was a little nervous about tossing us around since we looked pretty light. A quick tail tie-down, and off to wander the line. Not surprisingly, we ran into some cohorts from Georgetown and some other RV kin.
Then, off to the next stop, Breakaway Park. Breakaway Park is only a 5 minute drive from the house, but it is much more fun to show up by plane. Besides, we had to show off our pretty paint job. We have some friends that just moved in less than a month ago. We got the full tour of their beautiful house on the airstrip. We tried to hold the color down to a mild shade of green. They are of the crazy variety as well - they are building a 2-person submarine in their garage. Ah yes, they fit right in.
Ran into the same RV kin as Taylor and chatted some more. That was followed by a tasty lunch of smoked sausage, chips, and dessert. There was a gorgeous antique car that was built from the ground up, with the only exception being the engine. The owner couldn’t find a chassis that fit the engine, so he just built one. We weren’t surprised to find out he was one of the early RV6 builders. So it wasn’t an airplane, but it was a very, fine machine.
Less that 45 minutes of flight time and 5 hours of pure fun.