When the entries are titled as simply months, and when the months skip, you know there isn't a hell of a lot of activity going on. Honestly I haven't been too busy on the Falco lately. I've been trying to get out to fly the Cessna, which has been somewhat successful, and I haven't touched the glider in six months, I'd guess. Demands of work and family have been higher than usual, but tonight I was in there with the little heater blowing weakly, taking the edge off the cold night air outside. (There is seldom frost in Bay Area suburbs, but there is this evening) I was prepping ribs for that second round of framing up the elevator, and from time to time I sand a few thousandths off the stabilizer with the sanding board. Only other thing of note was the day I played hookey last week to go up to Vacaville and have Rusty teach me how to change the oil in the 170. The admiration of 2932D by folks who see a lot of planes always makes me glow, and even with the cowl off that plane garnered one comment after another as it sat between hangars at Nut Tree airport. Rusty pressure washed the engine and noted dozens of little things that he'd eventually tinker with when I brought it to the shop for a longer visit.
Things feel dormant with the winter months bearing down on me, but I've got big dreams. Big ideas about travelling. I have a mind to fly to Oshkosh next summer, and continue on to Vermont to see my parents, returning via Canada. Probably a silly idea with an engine only a couple hundred hours from TBO, but I still dream of it.
