What a great weekend! Travelled to the hangar at Wirraway early Saturday morning with my good wife Gay. By the time we unpacked it was 9.30 so I left Gay to clean out our caravan (the "Silver Bullet") so I could give Gaygirl (T500 Thruster 0331) a good going over as it has been a good couple of months since my last visit. Amongst other things I had to connect the battery, lubricate some joints, jack up the tail wheel and tighten the pivot bolt on the TW assembly to guard against the dreaded tail wheel shimmy:) I fitted a new overflow coolant bottle and then did a very thorough inspection. All was good but the heat of the day had come in after lunch so we went over to Poll's house for a cuppa with Poll and his very nice wife Judy.
So around 5pm I yelled "Clear propeller" and hit the starter button. The 582 fired into life after 2 or 3 revolutions more than I thought it should have - possibly needed to clear out some spiders and other insects before barking into life!! You know, I reckon this is what it's all about - a beautiful late afternoon, an aircraft running well, still smooth air, and just me and Gaygirl snoozing around:smile: Doesn't get better than that. I landed after a while and Poll hopped in, we blasted off (in a Thruster?) for another 40 minutes or so watching the sun go down from 3500' - Maate, how good was that? We landed just as the sun was disappearing below the horizon to finish a great 1 hour plus of joy.
Of course I was up at 'sparrows' (early, early for you people who don't know what I'm talking about) did a pre-flight and was in the air before I realised I didn't have breakfast:roflmao:I noticed a coolant leak so landed for some ongoing maintenance - these Thrusters are like that!! So Poll and I jumped in again and away we went. The conditions were nowhere near as perfect as the previous day , with wind from the NE at about 10 knots I reckon. Take offs and landings took some concentration as the wind was coming over a large stand of bush causing some dirty air just before lift off - some fancy footwork came into play a couple of time. I'm glad I attend dancing lessons every week:spot on: At altitude the air was smooth but we weren't going anywhere fast with the wind on the nose!! It didn't matter because we were there for the sheer joy of it all. Here's a couple of photos.
Ya gotta be happy with that!!
Pud.
PS. I reckon I have one more thing to do before this Thread will be at an end. I'll tell you about it in a few weeks, once I have achieved it. It's not a big thing, strictly speaking, but I have dreamed about it for more than 50 years!