But,
that was one exciting takeoff in the wee hours of the morning, taxing up to the
fuel pump had been a chore with cut grass jamming the wheels and simply sliding
alone with locked wheels on the wet, cut grass. Then came take off time,
pour the coal to the engine and slowly, slowly began to accelerate, I was just
about to abort when I hit a bump and became airborne – so figured once in the
air might as well stay in the air. That was when we all flew to Austin
Texas (Charlie, Tracy and me), it was the longest bumpiest, coldest flight I
have ever been on. Landed with 6 gallons of fuel – but, the gathering made
it worth while – even flying a tri cycle {
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