Sunday March 4, 2007, Sun was out, not as cold as anticipated, and not as windy as forcast. Still, most of the usual weather woosie suspects stayed away. Tony Farmer might have a real excuse this time for not showing today, there were about a dozen little seven year old girls who had spent the night at his home for a sleep over with his daughter Makenzie, who had just had her seventh birthday. You know how Tony is about his stuff, very concerned, immaculate, and protective. He was worried about his house keeping getting trashed and his salt water aquariaum creatures being harmed, and his T-34 Mentor airplane used as a pull toy. Tony had told me that he was going to get a straight back chair to sit in and pull guard duty all night.
One reason for the low turnout might be that it had been advertized that Ray Brown was in town for a short visit and would be at field today. Ray was a fixture/terror at local flying sites when he lived local, but has moved up North to somewhere in or close to Indianapolis, Indiana. Here we have Roger and Ray just after all the "Huggie Kissie".

You might remember that the engine crankshaft on Steve's Armadildo Combat Plane had got broke at last ACMA combat event. Jeff Foster had started the engine repair yesterday and Justin Peacock had finished the job. Steve fired it up today and did a flight. He said that the engine ran like new and that they would be ready for next combat day and the trash talk about what all they are going to do to other combat planes has already started.

Robert Sanderson had brought to field some chickens done up in his top secret family recipe maranade. They were nice big plump chickens and would have taken too long to properly cook whole. Alvin found a sharp knife and a cutting board and soon the chickens were reduced to manageable sized parts and sizzling on the grill.
The chicken was soon cooked, consumed and was very good. Robert also brought some Ice Cream. People would get some Ice Cream and get around the fireplace to get warm enough to eat it.

Here are two lovely young ladies who helped supervise the chicken butchering and cooking. A student pilot's daughter and Robert's niece. They had no pity for the poor birds.

Some flying and student instruction also went on and no crashes that I can remember. Further details and pictures will be in Frits' "From The Pits" field report soon I am sure.