Some people have more free time during this pandemic. We have less free time. By the end of a week of juggling work and home/remote schooling Isaac, we barely have time to get out and get some exercise, never mind flying somewhere interesting. The good news is our new hangar is living up to our hopes. In the old rental hangar, I needed Tyson’s help and a half hour to push planes around. Now I can walk out my door by myself, and ten minutes later be starting the Bearhawk’s engine.
Tyson found time to put the Bearhawk back on the giant bush wheels. He claimed it was too muddy for the 600×6’s.
My most fun half hour of flying recently was the evening when I decided to take the Bearhawk out in gusty cross winds. Tyson took a snapshot of the wind speeds reported by the airport weather station.
I have not changed my mind about which airplane is more fun. But my RV-4 was in Manchester for it’s annual condition inspection, so I had nothing else to fly besides the Bearhawk. We just flew the RV-4 home today.