We all depend on continued suck and blow.

Sometimes, the most expensive things in life are “free.”

The Three Amigos at my airport handle a plethora of safety issues.

Things look different from this side of the aviators.

Things have a way of working out if you give them a chance.

Another day, another toilet paper drop. My friends and I had spent a happy morning flying our little taildraggers through skies that had become warmer over the past few weeks. We cavorted, yanked and banked, and at the end of our very loose formation flight, we individually chased rolls of toilet paper that we chucked […]

Time has a way of speeding along, and my nephew Kermit, who used to hang around the airport with me as a kid, is now the father of two teenage sons. Neither of these youngsters seems to have the passion for flight that their dear old dad has. Kermit is a senior airline captain now […]

I began my flying life in the early 1970s. Saying that things were different back then would be a major understatement. Some of them seem funny to us now, like the fact that most of our airplanes had no radios or, God forbid, transponders and ELTs, while other facets of the 1970s are tragic.  To […]

It had to happen. There were just too many powerful aviation alphabet groups out in the world feeding on a dwindling number of flying enthusiasts and professionals. Something had to give. AOPA and EAA were the two superpowers who had been staring at each other, headset to headset and sunglasses to sunglasses, for years as […]

Sunny times will return to our local grass strip, but this day was clearly not that day. Cold winds, low clouds and scurfy ice accumulations on the few hangars there indicated that not only would the groundhog see his shadow on his official day, but he would probably find himself frozen with a coating of […]