John Fleurent told me about the place a year ago. Deblois, Maine 43B has a great paved airstrip right in the middle of blueberry fields. The picking season is over but there are still a lot of ripe berries left. Day off, I go.
Everyone has its own propellant. The balloonists were about to launch from my field winds were calm.
He took off first, I hurried out of his way the air started to drift toward the centerline.
Climbed on top of Class Bravo and headed northeast. Passed Infantry School.
A snack, couple tunes and plenty of sightseeing hours flew fast. These dreadnoughts supposed to be invisible from 2 kilometers.
Here is my patch.
In thirty something minutes three plastic containers and belly were full.
On the way back while refueling at Bethel, Maine I met my old friend Claudio. He has the best RV8A in New England.
Couple more hours and I am home.
I wish I could make your BBQ Mark!