finally, after several months of work trips, family vacations, a surgery, poorly timed bad weather, and maintenance woes I was able to get the airplane out for some exercise.
Friday was defined by six hour of work for 14 minutes to flight time in the pattern. I spent the better part of two hours clearing snow and pulling the plane out of the hangar. After another hour of tinkering, servicing, and preparing, I got it cranked for the long awaited... taxi to the fuel pump. Wouldn't you know, but the left wheel locked up on the way down East Ramp. I wasn't able to keep it straight with the wheel dragging in the snow and pulled into someone's hangar lot. No matter what I did, I couldn't get the brake to come unlocked. Enter Jon from Northland to the rescue. He was able to get it partially unstuck and I taxied down to his hangar. Knowing I was deploying next weekend, he stayed late to help me get the wheel working right. With a little troubleshooting he figured out that a small amount of water in the brake line had frozen solid and locked the brakes. A little heat and a flush got me back in business.
With 30-minutes to sunset we pulled it out and I cranked her up. My nerves were a little on edge with the long absence from flying and the efforts to get the airplane up. Everything worked itself out and I was able to put it down perfectly where I wanted on three patterns. Wow, I had forgotten how fast things happen in pattern work.
Fast forward to Sunday. With a total bluebird of a day I couldn't find an excuse not to fly. In fact, my wife gave me a mission. Seems her work with the Alaska Fire Service is taking her to Melozi Hot Springs for a hazardous waste clean project. Though she has all the information she needs, she requested some photos. I’m lucky to have someone considerate enough to encourage me to go fly without feeling guilty for being away from home.
Sigh. First problem is a drip of fuel coming from the right hand wing root. I've had three shops spend umpteen hours resealing the inside of my integral bay fuel tank with no positive results. The puddle with fuel dripping gave evidence that the last shop to work on it was unsuccessful as well. Oh well. I'd rather burn the fuel off than drain it or let it drip.
After Fridays flight, I was feeling much more in rhythm with the airplane. I blasted off of runway 2R (seriously, the -5F dense air was incredibly accepting to an eager 300 horsepower climb). Sigh #2. The vacuum pump gauge was reading extremely high. I've had this problem off and on. The last trip to the shop they ensured the only problem could have been the gauge. The standby vac showed the same indication. Screw it, I'm goin with it.
I turned left off runway 02R to head for Manley Hot Springs. Sigh #3. Even with rudder trim full nose left I was forced to keep left pedal in to keep the ball centered. Seemed very odd, but I was under control and didn't see a need to turn back. Winds were calm at Fairbanks, but continued to pick up after passing the Minto Flats going westbound.
Manley Hot Springs Pick

Wind-blown frozen section of the Tanana River between Manley Hot Springs and Tanana

Temperatures enroute were -7F at 2,500

Getting into the Kokrines Hills northeast of Ruby didn’t make my Garmins happy.

The Lodge at Melozi Hot Springs were built by a gentleman and his family in 1966 on land leased from BLM. He ran the lodge until passing in 1976, when various other owners attempted to operate it. The lease was terminated in 1996. My wife is charged with separating and transporting hazardous materials from the site throughout the upcoming fire season. The following two pictures are looking generally south across Hot Springs Creek. The spring itself is on the east side (left in the pics). The main lodge is the larger rectangle in the middle with several other out buildings.




I was able to outclimb the hills easily, but they still presented a dramatic look with steep walls and the snow coverage.

Looking north along the Yukon River where it meets the Tanana.

The haze made it difficult to see the big one clearly from 117 NM

The Cosna River running South off the Tanana.

Kantishna River running South from the Tanana. I like the visual of tributaries meandering off into the frozen flats.

By the time I made it back into the Fairbanks area I was out of battery in my camera, phone, and iPad. I’m glad the airspace wasn’t that busy when I came in, because I had to do an orbit on long final to bleed off speed and altitude. I had forgotten how far out you have to start scrubbing power and speed to prepare for the approach.
All said, I enjoyed a little over three hours touring the Tanana River 2/3 of the way to Norton Sound. If I didn’t need to get back to the family, it would’ve been a great day to fly toward Nome trolling the Iditarod course.
Brett