Last fall, Tyson pestered me to fly the Bearhawk. So I flew us down to the Southbridge cafe, following Mike. The valleys and lakes were fogged over, warmer than the fall morning air.
After breakfast, I flew us over to Marlboro. So in a few years when Marlboro closes, I can say I’ve landed there. Not the best landing in the Bearhawk.
We went to Marlboro for Tyson to give a demo ride to someone interested in Bearhawks. Isaac and I poked around the hangars while Tyson gave the ride.
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