Just like everyone else, I fretted over the weather for the entire week before leaving. Every day until about 2 days out, it looked like a complete no-go. BTV had invited me to come down early and hang out with him, which gave me a waypoint in Amarillo on the way down to Llano (you don't realize how big Texas really is until you fly the length of it!). Wx didn't allow me to leave any earlier than Thursday, which is ok because it gave me just enough time to get everything done at work. That was a concern on the other side of the trip as well--duty called and I had to be back at my desk on Monday to finish up some big projects. That combination--leaving on Thursday, back by Monday, meant I probably wasn't going to be able to make it if my trusty (but slow) PA-12 was the only steed in my stable. Fortunately, I have better friends than I deserve--friends who will let me borrow their fast airplanes, for instance.
So the plan was set--I would leave from home on Thursday morning, fly across Wyoming to pick up a buddy's RV-4, then down to Amarillo for the evening. On to Llano the next day, Friday, then try to make it all the way home (Llano--Douglas--Home) on Sunday.
Departing Thursday, I was met with the unpleasant sight of snowflakes in the vicinity. I won't say how close they were, or how many, but needless to say it was more snowflakes than I wanted to deal with for very long. My trusty co-pilot, who I appreciate both for her wisdom and her ability to keep quiet, kept looking at me like, "Are you sure this is a good idea?"

Fortunately, as was to become the theme for the entire trip, my perseverance was rewarded and the skies opened up and allowed me to proceed. Here's a pretty red rock formation along the way, and you can see the silver lining out at the edge of the clouds.
After a few hours of flying slow (which I never mind), I got to step into a different world for the weekend commute.

After figuring out how to fly the thing, I jumped up high and picked up a nice tailwind. I'm not embarrassed to admit I was like a tourist the whole time I was flying the RV--I kept taking pictures of the GPS, then another, then another, every time my ground speed inched up another mph! Not the ideal backcountry rig, but man is she FAST. Here I am beginning my descent 100 miles from my destination--which is funny, because 100 miles is often an entire trip in my PA-12.

This what a happy camper looks like, riding on a borrowed magic carpet.

Stopped in Lamar, CO for fuel. That's a lot of cattle.

I know it sounds cheesy, but this is as close as I'll ever get to Top Gun. Flying this plane, I felt like a kid whose imagination was being allowed to run wild.

Landed in Amarillo...at the wrong airport (I knew where I was, but it turned out it wasn't where I was supposed to be

Once I finally got to the right airport, BTV and Shortfielder met me with the first of only one or two cold beers for the evening.
We got the grand tour of the other hangars on BTV's home field, and got to see some incredible gems. Several of the hangars on the field have basements (I didn't even know that was a thing), and one guy is rumored to have quite the wine cellar in his (probably a good thing we didn't have the key to that one). Started off the tour with this beauty--an L4 that saw time in Italy. The guy said he brought it home from OSH one year and had to leave it either 3 or 4 times to get back to work. Finally had some buddies drive their truck along his route while he flew--they outran him on each leg and were waiting for him with fuel every time he had to land! (I'm sure Soy would be happy to talk to you, if anyone wants to volunteer for that gig!) 
One hangar after another, the eye candy continued...


In this gorgeous Bird Dog, I found the next upgrade for my Cub. Pretty sure there's not an STC for this, so I'm thinking it's gonna have to be a one-time field approval.

I could have spent a week at this place, just drooling over these birds.

One of several beautiful Stearmans.

The next morning dawned with beautiful blue skies. One of the coolest birds on the field, which I'd never actually gotten to see in person, was the Ryan PT-22. Although the pilot confirmed that it is a handful to fly, the lines on this bird are absolutely beautiful.

The evening before, while getting the grand tour, BTV mentioned there was a new tailwheel pilot who had just recently purchased a PA-12. BTV said the guy was willing to let me fly it to check it out, if I was interested (the owner obviously hasn't heard about my spotty record yet). Never one to say no to a chance to fly a new bird, the owner and I went and wrung this little beauty out for a few hours on Friday morning before I headed out for Llano. It was a lot of fun to get back in a -12 after several hours in the rocket ship the day before, and I managed to get her back to the hangar without bending anything.

Showed up at the airport to pick up the RV, just in time to see Don Johnson loading up into his Citation to fly to the Masters. His plane, and he drives.
As for me, this is what freedom looks like.
Had a nice flight to Llano and arrived to find a beautiful Friday afternoon. Couldn't have been any more different from what the weather guessers were predicting just days prior.

Plenty of neat birds there already, and the story telling had already begun when I arrived.

Headed to town for an epic open pit BBQ lunch at Cooper's, rendering myself both overgross and utterly out of weight and balance for the rest of the afternoon.

Went for an evening spin with BTV to check out the Blue Bonnets, which were in full bloom.



One of the local pilots tested out his smoke system Friday evening.

Kevin Eldredge, of Reno fame https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yLLG2_ErvJs, showed up in his sleek little RV-8.

Neat PA-12 amphib.

Barnstormer's SQ was looking good.

The owner of Backcountry Super Cubs brought a kit down to deliver it to Shooter, the editor of STOL Magazine.

The Carbon Cub and Bearhawk guys were flying their banners as well, and showed up with some very nice birds.

The paint job in the Grizzly Cub is really something to behold.


Saturday dawned with low ceilings, but not low enough to keep everybody from having fun. Everyone who braved the weather forecasts and got there the day before was rewarded with a really fun day of flying. The entire event was really well organized and well run and I can't say enough about what a great job Jimmy the Air Boss and his crew of volunteers did all day long. Kudos to Phil, Jimmy, and everyone involved for putting on a hell of a good event.

Soy in the J-3. He came a LONG ways from Boulder at 75 mph!

Gary in the Margwagon. As mentioned in the other thread, he plied his fellow competitors with plenty of margaritas on Friday night, giving him a pronounced advantage when it came time for the competition on Saturday! Obviously not this guy's first rodeo.

A neat variety of planes showed up. Cubs, Rans, Maules, Murphy Rebel, Cessnas, Bearhawks, Champ, etc., etc.



Really good crowd turnout too.

The pylons were a HUGE hit--great idea Phil!!!

Here's Goza on his way to a 200' landing, after going over the pylons. Amazing.


A cell phone video of one of Randy's landings:
https://www.facebook.com/jim.wreyford/videos/10204241213934905/
All were welcome, though, which is what made it so fun!

Soy wowing the crowd in the Crazy Daisy

Margwagon on short final.

I don't know why, but something about this picture really summed up the spirit of the day for me. The combination of all the volunteers, Soy's J-3, and everybody having fun despite less-than-perfect weather captures a lot of what was so special about this fly-in. The numbers were down this year due to wx, but those of us who went were rewarded with a really special time together.

BTV getting ready to take off. He then came back around, dropped it right on the chalk, and had his Rans shut down in 98 feet. Pretty impressive!







Coming over the pylons, we did see some bounces

Or two

The fuel pump was a popular place, with avgas BELOW 4 BUCKS!!! (Thanks Llano Larry).

Fortunately, this guy didn't show up until after the short landing contest was already finished.

Jimmy takes the award for Best Air Boss!

The BCP crew cleaned up pretty well in the awards category.

I caught some hell for taking so many pictures of the flowers (Skalywag asked if I wanted to go lay out in the middle of them and put one in my teeth for a picture

It was a trip I won't forget, and definitely one I want to make again next year. Thanks Phil, Jimmy, and everybody in Llano for making it such a great time. Thanks to all the pilots who haired up and showed up, despite the weather guessers. Here's to next year!!!

