This is a story of my day today. Keep in mind, I fly big iron now and spend a couple mins of my day below 10,000 feet looking out the front crack that is a windshield. Please read it through my eyes...the eyes of someone who is (re)discovering a whole new area of aviation...my life. I'm awfully excited about how today went! I have to write and share it. I hope you enjoy the ramblings from this grass and tailwheel newbie!
Got up this morning at 0530 after tossing and turning all night. Took the trains to Midway from my crashpad condo in Chicago. Got a cup of coffee before boarding first train. Transfer trains. Discover shortly thereafter that coffee has not engaged brain yet. Different color trains = different routes in the great metropolis of Chicago. Get off the train, get on the one going the other way. Get back off and transfer to proper train to Midway.
Running late. Run through terminal like OJ Simpson in an old rental car ad. Get to pilot lounge, grab Bose ANR headset from brain bag and run towards other end of terminal. No line at McDonalds....yeah I got time. Get me a McGriddle and LARGE cup of coffee. Keep running, I'm going to make it. Plane is full but get a ride in the jumpseat up front. Fly to MCI (Kansas City).
My new found friend that I flew my last trip with is a partner in a Bellanca 8KCAB. He picks me up and we drive to KMKC (KC Downtown). Stop at local FBO to see if the hot flight attendant taking flying lessons is there. She is. Stay and flirt for a few. Man those eyes can drill holes into your soul.
Get to T-hangar and pulls out a 79 Decathalon. Get me first ride in one and first ride in a tandem plane since my primary pilot training in the Navy 15-sum years ago. I sit in the back for this leg. Power up and we are running down the runway. He pushes the stick forward and I feel like the nose is going to dive into the pavement...but it doesn't. Stop grinning and making fun of me all you taildragger guys!

We are off the ground and into 20 kt winds gusting to 25, straight down the runway so it doesn't matter.
YEEEHAAAWWWWW!!!
We head over to K51 Cedar Airpark for a couple touch and goes and my first ever grass landing. Yeah, I lost my grass-cherry today!

It was like nothing I've done yet. What a total gas in the pants...and you know how us guys like to rip a good one!
Then over to K34 Gardner for a couple more T&G's. AFter that, up to "altitude." My last aerobatics work had a hard deck of 6000 feet min... and we had to be 8000' to spin. We go all the way up to the nosebleeding height of 4000' and commence aileron rolls, barrel rolls, loops, Cuban 8's, and the mother of all that is sacred and holy (in my world now) a Hammer-F-ing-heading stall! I about pee my pants, soil myself, and lose all control from fear and laughter! I haven't had that much fun in an age in a plane. And it was all done with half the horsepower of my old boat! After a time we are off to K81 Miami City for some barbeque.
After eating and drinking to our fill, it's back to the plane. We put in 15 gallons and I take the front seat. Then it happens, I do my first taxi and take off in a taildragger. A voice in my ear says to push the stick forward after I walk in power. I will my right hand to push. It does, about and inch. I hear the voice again....hmmm, right hand and brain say, "Hell NO! I'm not gonna push the dang prop into the grass!"

The I feel the stick go far forward and the tail come up. I feel like I'm looking right down at the grass as we build speed. I get my wits back, come on the controls, and fly her off the deck.
Damn what a feeling. Climb out at 80 kts, turn downwind, come in and grease, or rather slide it onto the soft, swooshy grass! Man I swear I can feel the wheels brush the grass before the weight builds on them. What a cool sound. What a cool feeling.

Take her back up and do 3 more.
Dang, time to go. Climb out and head back to KMKC. He's got hunney-do's to do and I gotta jump back to MDW. Enroute...yeah we got time. More loops and a victory roll!

Land and my feet still haven't touched the ground.
Soooo how much does a Super Decathalon run??? Hmmm, Is that a good compromise between short field, acro, cross country and hauling a (little) camping gear? Options options...decisions decisions! Ahh what life. We are all so damn lucky my friends.

I'm flying as many as I can. I love each one in it's own way. Can I have one of each...please?
