Nice pic!

Ok, here's one. This is me circa 1968, maybe 67. It is at a small airport south of Denver, CO. Nowadays it's called Centennial Airport. I've been into 180's for awhile;)

gunny

That's a really cool picture Gunny. A throwback indeed.

Gunny wrote:Ok, here's one. This is me circa 1968, maybe 67. It is at a small airport south of Denver, CO. Nowadays it's called Centennial Airport. I've been into 180's for awhile;)

gunny

Wife 1 and I used to fly into that "small airport", then called Arapaho County Airport, in the mid-70s, call the Hungry Dutchman restaurant, and they'd send someone over to pick us up. Good fun--and good food.

Cary

Double Eagle Airport, ABQ, Summer 1989, preparing for a race heat. Me on the left, sporting surplus-store OD Nomex, crew chief Rob Baker on the right. Modified Cassutt 2M F-1 racer "BooRay" race #81 in the background. Propeller mounted on aircraft in this photo will crack across the grain 20 minutes after this photo is taken, due to sharp transition between all wood inboard blade and stiff glass/carbon outer blade. Photo by B/Gen Robert Moeller, USAF (ret.), former owner and race pilot of this aircraft.

Note size of cylinder cooling air inlet, race course CHT's over 580F, mag timing 36 BTDC at 4200 RPM. For you aero guys, that's a sharp-edged NACA 66-209 airfoil on the wing (executed in 2024-T3 and a million '426 rivets by General Moeller's military sheet metal repair shop while he was still in). That wing threatened to kill me in this race, and tried pretty damned hard to kill the guy who test flew the airplane on behalf of the next owner after me. He was a highly experienced acro guy and racer; gotta admit I would not have survived the test flight he did when the airplane departed (on the required 6G inflight pull test).

Cary wrote:

Gunny wrote:Ok, here's one. This is me circa 1968, maybe 67. It is at a small airport south of Denver, CO. Nowadays it's called Centennial Airport. I've been into 180's for awhile;)

gunny


Wife 1 and I used to fly into that "small airport", then called Arapaho County Airport, in the mid-70s, call the Hungry Dutchman restaurant, and they'd send someone over to pick us up. Good fun--and good food.

Cary

Cary-

That's it! We used to fly over my Aunt's house and my dad would cycle the prop to tell her we were there. Then we'd go and land, she'd be just driving up. Those were the days... Denver was much smaller in those days!

gunny

EZFlap wrote:Double Eagle Airport, ABQ, Summer 1989, preparing for a race heat. Me on the left, sporting surplus-store OD Nomex, crew chief Rob Baker on the right.

Wait just a minute.

So you're NOT that pretty blonde girl in the avatar???

I'm afraid I have some really bad news for you...

The green jumpsuit photo above was my "good side".

The blonde girl in the current avatar and promotional video is a local yoga instructor and is engaged to be married.

The blonde girl before that was a former model and movie producer (don't ask) married to a friend of mine.

I'd go out and find a new model for my avatar and update all my promotional stuff, but around this crowd I'd be afraid to go near any grassy knolls.

1974 Brooks Range Alaska.....

Waiting for ladies from Anaktuvuk pass to take them berry picking

DonC wrote:1974 Brooks Range Alaska.....

Waiting for ladies from Anaktuvuk pass to take them berry picking

More recent, and much colder, visit to Anaktuvuk Pass during my time with Evert's Air Cargo in 2014

Somebody musta lied. I keep reading these Frightales from the frozen frontiers of flight and other backwoods stick jockeys about the necessity for large gravelillon inch diameter footwear required to set down on a surface that is not as smooth as linoleum.

Trim

Not Thursday yet but oh well...

My grandfather with his 1946 Luscombe 8A ca. 1948 Mackay, Idaho


My grandfather with my 1947 Luscombe 8E. 2014 Idaho Falls, Idaho. This was after one of my last flights in the Luscombe and perhaps the last time I'll get to fly with my grandpa.

Thats really cool!

Oh hey I see we're posting grandpas.

The old boy with his '49 140A:

Throwback to warms days and wildflowers with no airport in sight! Ths was my first true off airport landing and I got to experience it with my two best buddies in the world!

The Old Naches Ranger Station on Chinook pass WA. Me on the left. 1973


Morrow County Airport, Lexington Oregon, 1985

Scary old pics

me on the start of a 1 year sail around the Pacific in 1980


A couple of years later with my mom and brother and my Grumman Traveler.


Late 1980s with one of my partners in the Pitts S2A we're standing in front of. I finally shaved and am on the left


In the mid 1990s after I stepped up the kinds of planes I was flying in

My dad on the left when I was only a twinkle. Very early in his career with Pan Am flying co-pilot on a DC-3 likely somewhere in SE Alaska.

Wow 49 years ago in Santa Barbara getting flying lic. After tour in the Navy. Didn't know they made C-150's that long ago. At that point had no idea what was waiting for me in Alaska