





After draining the sump I continued on to Clark's strip, where his wife amuses herself by mowing in various greeting thought the year on their grass strip.
He is a spray pilot, farmer, tractor collector and a few other things I think, and does them all real well, once a year they put on a great noon feed...but you have to fly in to it, no problem usually but I had a crane job to get to, so I missed out mostly, though I did manage to get a small to go package to take along for the flight back!
Some nice older iron, the J-3 that occupies the center was on display outside.
He's not much to look at, but Errol Spaulding has put over 3500 hours on his '94 Rans S-7, not without a few adventures along the way, one epic one concerning a (not so) dry lake bed that took days to reach a conclusion. A great guy still having LOTS of flying fun.



I still get a sick feeling in my gut thinking about it.....sliding into that pit, probably head first, somehow making it even scarier is that there is a wood ladder, what's left of it, visible, that disappears into the gloom. I would not climb down that ladder for a million dollars! But, there is something fascinating about looking into a hole in the ground while flying overhead, thus the term aerial spelunking. All this area is 8 to 9K, the surrounding peaks even higher, great country and super scenic.




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