As a pilot I’ve progressed from trying to loop my 170 on takeoff to occasionally greasing it on in a crosswind. 50 hrs in and I’m slowly relaxing and starting to enjoy flying the thing. The less scared of it I am, the better it wants to fly.
It took me over 20 hours of instruction with three different instructors before I got my endorsement. I attempted exactly 1 three point in my 170 with my final instructor before he told me that the something was seriously wrong with the tailwheel of my 170. It turned out that the kingpin nut was so over tightened that with the tail jacked up the rudder pedals were unable to turn the tailwheel. With a freshly rebuilt tailwheel three point landings became significantly easier. Learning wheel landings took longer… Learning where the main gear was and how to plant it perfectly on the runway was challenging. But surprisingly (for me) learning to use the brakes without veering off the runway took me the longest. Eventually it all came together.
As I continue to expand the radius of my adventures from my home base I am struck by the community in aviation. Everyone seems to know everyone. Showing up in a sweet old taildragger is a recipe for conversation. Its honestly pretty amazing. (although I have to add an extra hour to my preflight on weekends due to the chatty old man factor).
Currently my biggest obstacle to flying more Is that the only hanger space I could find is an hour from my house and 45 min from my office. Which has been cutting into my midweek flying. I’ve started tying down my plane near my house when the forecast looks good. The anxiety every time there is a bit of wind or an afternoon thunderstorm is pretty severe… but the fear of only getting to fly once a week is worse!
Annnddd because a thread without photos is worthless...

66D Stashed in a community hanger for $325 a month.

Tied down 15 min from my house.

Most of what I have been doing with the plane has been hammering landing after landing after landing... But occasionally I go check the surf. Here is Point Judith RI During Tropical Storm Earl.

And here is Matunuck during the same swell. If you look closely you can see all of the longboards on the peak out in front of The Ocean Mist. (The whitewater on the right). Surfing in the fall in RI is more about figuring out where the people aren't than where the waves are...


