- It was a solo day when I spotted 6 dots in the distance. The
area was sparsely populated and I knew there was a small ultra-light
airstrip nearby. The dots weren't moving very fast so I figured they must
be ultra light aircraft. I turned in their direction to get a closer
look. Soon enough it became apparent that these aircraft weren't ultra
lights at all but a flight of tail-draggers that included four J-3 Cubs, a
PA-12 Super Cruiser and a Citabria.
- As I approached the flight I managed to raise the pilot of the PA-12 on
air-to-air frequency and asked him if I could join up. He
enthusiastically agreed. Initially, I had a little trouble slowing the
Tri-pacer to match the J-3's but finally matched their 65 MPH cruise
after extending one notch of flaps.
- After a few miles the leader of the loose formation announced their
intention of landing at a small dirt airstrip nestled in some rolling
hills. It was a one-way in arrangement and any decisions for a go-around
had to be made early on in the approach. There were hills hugging the
base leg so a tight, fairly slow approach was required. I was last to
land which gave me a chance to observe all of the other 6 aircraft as they
landed. Piece of cake.
- My landing was uneventful but I'm sure all of the other pilots were
quite amused to watch a nose-dragger drop into their midst. The ribbing
started within seconds after introductions but I neatly quelled it by
pointing out that my aircraft was one of the few that lacked the fresh
road-apple trim scheme that decorated their mounts. They had to admit
that there are times when the superior over-the-nose visability provided
by the tri-cycle landing gear of the Tri-pacer has an advantage; I
obviously had no trouble avoiding the cow pies. Actually, I thought the
dark green cow manure looked pretty festive on the shiney Cub Yellow paint.
Especially when it dripped.
- All too soon it was time for the group to start for home so, one by
one we departed the small strip. Again, I was last in line but had no
trouble catching up. I flew along with them for a bit, enjoying some
rare (for me) low-level flying. What a beautiful day it was.


Copyright © 1995 David C. Stafford
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