Thanks for the kind words fellas, it means a lot.
There's a little more to the story.
Maybe it will help explain the switch.
What I love to do is go out and look for places that no one else has ever landed. In the desert there are thousands of such places. The problem for me is that it's hard to find other folks who want to do the same, and landing in some 500ft wash 100nm from home without someone overhead seems kind of dumb. I bought that silly helmet and survival vest in an attempt to make myself feel better about it. It didn't work, the desert is too big, and you have to be awake to activate PLB's. (I don't trust ELT's at all.)
I also couldn't reconcile the feeling that at some point I'd bend this expensive plane. A new prop for a Super Cub is a couple thousand bucks, a new Maule prop is more like ten thousand, and insurance companies don't like to pay when you're doing first landings.
So, for now, I'm done. Maybe in a few years when my daughter is old enough to start camping, I'll get back into this. I'll buy a nice PA-12 and we'll fly to Red Creek for lunch on Saturdays.
As for the Pitts, when I fly everybody knows where I'm going, (the box), If I really screw up, I can bail out, and all my mistakes will be made way up high as opposed to near hard things. I my fragile little mind, it seems safer.