It's 79 and sunny here (sorry DR).
Flew up the coast for a $100 omelet, and parked next to this Mustang (Fragile But Agile) while the pilot waited for the weather to clear. I felt bad for the guy, since the stratus layer was only 1,500' thick, but it persisted all the way out to the desert, and he was headed to Palm Springs.
He was admiring my RV6 and, not wanting to be rude, I held up the keys, offering him a clean trade. For reasons I'll never understand, he declined.
Later on, I took a friend's Cardinal up for a test flight after a long spell of downtime due to various upgrades. It's got new paint, new interior, a new engine, a new Powerflow exhaust, and the one thing the RV-6 lacks: space for the whole family. (Actually, it has a lot of stuff the RV lacks, like doors wide enough to fit a wheelchair through, and good visibility both above and below the wing)
But I digress. Must've been born under a lucky star, because the owner said fly it whenever I like. The Cardinal also has the virtue of making me appreciate the speed, performance, and handling of the RV.
--Ron
