I bought a 65hp Champ pretty much sight unseen in the spring of 2019 that was in Sebring FL. My tailwheel time was low, so I talked a friend with a ton of tailwheel time into going down with me to pick it up and we would fly it home to Northern NY, roughly 1,400 miles. Should be a fun adventure, who would want to miss out on something like that? Flew down to Ft. Meyers and stayed with a friend that drove us to Sebring the next day. Took the Champ for a spin and completed the sale. We grabbed some lunch and looked at the weather and decided to start North. I found out where a lot of my oranges come from.

We stopped at this grass strip for fuel (Can't remember the name) and got to Deland the first day with no issues. The plane was running well and the weather was good

I wasn't feeling great the next day, so Jeff flew from the back so I hopefully wouldn't puke since it was kind of bumpy. Somewhere over Georgia that plan went to crap and I mostly filled a Ziplock (I highly recommend the 2 gallon sliders). We jettisoned that over a logging operation and kept at it. Got through Georgia and into South Carolina. Grabbed some fuel and fresh air and carried on. Pretty much in the middle of SC I puked again (Thank you Ziplock!), about two minutes after that the plane started running rough. Jeff asked me what I was doing with the throttle, I replied nothing. I then started looking for airports on the iPad with my right hand, holding the Ziplock in my left. Now the plane is running like crap. Bamberg CTY (99N) was our closest choice, only 4 miles away, se we stayed over fields and headed there. We landed uneventfully and parked the plane. The airport at that time was empty, other than a Bonanza with no engine and this lovely car. Yup, those are bullet holes.

We were like WTF? There were three hangers and a office that hadn't seen anyone for at least a couple of years. Did some work on the plane and decided the carb was F'ed.

Long story short I called the only person I knew in South Carolina , a old friend from Highschool and he drove 2+ hours to rescue us. Got in touch with the airport Mgr. and we got the plane in the county hanger, which was also filled with cars with bullet holes - turns out they were all evidence for drug busts. Stayed with my friends Bill & Karen for a couple of days while we got stuff sorted out.

Found a mechanic close by that would go work on the plane and we flew home with our tails between our legs. Fast forward a month and after a carb overhaul and a couple other small items we headed back to Bill & Karen's and then back to Bamberg CTY airport.
Talked to the guy that got us going and he said, just stop by my airport (Dry Swamp 1DS) on the way out and pay me. While there we were in his hanger and noticed a Vultee BT-13. One of my hanger mates owned a BT-13 at the time so we mentioned it. Turns out the guy that fixed my Champ also overhauled the engine on the BT-13 that we knew. Small world. Any way we headed North once again. Basically uneventful this time. No breakdowns, other than a tailwheel fix and no puking. Made it the rest of the way in three days.

Shenandoah River

Don't fly over the chickens!

Preferred parking, which was great until the jet fired up.

Last fuel stop, Orange CTY, NY

Hudson River South of Albany

Made it Home sweet home

Pete