Gentlemen,
My beautiful Glasair III finally made it back to Falcon Field in Mesa, Arizona. The trip home from San Angelo, Texas on top of a flatbed trailer took a lot longer than the trip out. It made it home in reasonably good shape with the wing removed. Some damage is inevitable when an aircraft is dissembled and transported in this manner but N335CB arrived home with as little road rash as could be hoped for. A brand-new 540 C.I. fuel injected Lycoming engine is being assembled in Oklahoma and should be ready in about five more weeks. In the meantime I'll be upgrading some of the instruments and avionics and counting down to the day when I can bring her back to life. Just like yellow Ford GT #34, 335CB and I share a long and storied history traveling all over the country on the airshow circuit. I have quite an emotional attachment to this tough, fast, and very agile aircraft and I can't wait to strap in again, climb up in the clouds, and, as young airman McGee once wrote, "Hurl my eager craft through footless halls of air". In the meantime, it's just good to have her back home. All the best.
Chip
My beautiful Glasair III finally made it back to Falcon Field in Mesa, Arizona. The trip home from San Angelo, Texas on top of a flatbed trailer took a lot longer than the trip out. It made it home in reasonably good shape with the wing removed. Some damage is inevitable when an aircraft is dissembled and transported in this manner but N335CB arrived home with as little road rash as could be hoped for. A brand-new 540 C.I. fuel injected Lycoming engine is being assembled in Oklahoma and should be ready in about five more weeks. In the meantime I'll be upgrading some of the instruments and avionics and counting down to the day when I can bring her back to life. Just like yellow Ford GT #34, 335CB and I share a long and storied history traveling all over the country on the airshow circuit. I have quite an emotional attachment to this tough, fast, and very agile aircraft and I can't wait to strap in again, climb up in the clouds, and, as young airman McGee once wrote, "Hurl my eager craft through footless halls of air". In the meantime, it's just good to have her back home. All the best.
Chip