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RV Christmas Subject: Rv Christmas From: austin (austin at uniserve.com) Date: Thu Dec 25 (2003) - 4:17 PM Hi Listers ,And a merry Christmas and even better New Year to you all.Another Christmas.And where are we with the RV, our timeline, and mission statement ..flying wise ?A mystical day, in a sense, Christmas before the frenzy of driving, dinner, family, kids, job, time,...more time we need to get to where we want to be...RV wise, we don't talk about it much, we just have this goal.... Finish it and fly it...consummation......And for those fortunate to be done, time on our side and finished, the hangar door is our holy grail...In my part of the world, rain was forecast, but as usual, they are only 50 % right...Expert weather man that I am, I am batting just as good an average as the TV weather man, in that my forecast says that the weather today will be much like it was yesterday...and my average is pretty good. Yes, there is a cloudbase about 3,000...but light and pink underneath and light wind.A good day to fly when so many others have other things to do and agendas of far more import.Do you secretly sense a kind of thrill when you unlock the hangar door and see your RV spinner the first to greet you and tell you that all the work and time and money and lies and budget fudging are standing here, waiting for you to open the doors all the way and let me out and start the engine and listen to nothing else but the prop and exhaust and the monotone of ATIS and finally lift your gaze to clear taxi ?Even though I try each time to stay straight on the painted line as throttle up pulls me along, I always stagger a bit and before I can feel I have command enough to make this horse track straight...the wheels are no longer exacting any drag for they are free of the tarmac and we are rising swiftly.It is as easy as that !I don't even mind the noise, and it drowns everything else, but I have things to do, and enjoying the falling away landscape seems to be the uppermost ..Turn off the boost pump, trim a bit, throttle the noise back, get a smug smile at what the GPS is saying and look around.....ain't this a special way to spend part of a Christmas day ?...Later, at the table, with family dear, and kids and spouses and in-laws....this is a special time of get together and values, but an RV pilot has already had their " religious experience " this day... Ever been to a stadium out of season ? when all the seats are empty and the crowd and noise are but a memory ?Weird.Well, landing at a normally busy field on Christmas day to find it empty, the coffee shop closed and dark and no other sounds of airplanes starting up or taxiing in is equally weird....Are we the only airplane guys in the sky today ?Heading home with the wind at our backs and GPS telling amazing stories, home field appears at 10 o'clock and nobody else is talking to the tower...at first, I wonder if the radio is working....no voices.... But good old radio does work and a voice bids " straight in " from 6 miles out....or more....My landings are never the same as to how far out I get serious, but finally I quit looking at the airspeed and just how high or low the nose seems to be from the paint lines and somehow the RV finds her own glidepath and the tires kiss the blacktop.......now rolling out is something else again because I think I am a lousy pilot and I get a shimmy and try to kill it by back pressure, and it works...for a while.....by this time...it is time to clear active and why I have to monitor ground beats me as there is no other life around...but home we go and put her away and before closing the doors, my hand on the cowling feels the warmth of life and I sense the wonder of all these parts that bore me up once more for my " fix "....I believe I am addicted....At locking up, my thoughts turn to those I have known or read about who no longer have a Christmas for whatever reason and those who made it safe for me to enjoy what others paid the ultimate price for me to savor. God bless you all, and those forever young..Austin.