Ya Can't Do It All

This summer really got screwed up as far as fly-ins go.  First of all,  I cancelled my own fly-in due to events beyond my control.  That knocked the wind out of my sails in many more ways than one.  We also had a drought and heat wave.  And I had family obligations.  The Luscombe was supposed to go somewhere every single weekend but it did not.  I did get to Greenwood twice.  And got up to Sentimental Journey in the CherOHkee for a day trip.  And to Horn Point and to Kentmoor in the Luscombe.  And just last Saturday,  Spring Hill.  Which was lovely,  but weather threatened away many planes from there and from the Wings and Wheels at Cambridge.  The Luscombe and I snuck in and it was great.  The food.  The folks.  Antique tractors.  A live music trio.  The incredible 310 prize winning Songbird.  Thank you JB for your kind and talented hospitality.

Now this Saturday is three days away.   I am going to Essex Skypark.  It is a wonderful Big/Little Wings and Wheels.  It's the best.  And I had to choose.  Because the same day,  this Saturday has: (1.) Bethal ,Pa. which is a wonderful old timey show and fly-in.  (2.)  Ocean City, Nj.  Air Fest.  (3.)  Wellsville,  Pa.  the big Aeronca fly-in,   and (4) Martinsburg, Wv.  the Air Show.  I guess one just can't do it all.  And Friday night,  before this big Saturday,  I'm taking my VW to Denton.  A town near me.  For another small town "cars in the park".  If that's not enough,  on Saturday night after Essex,  I'm driving 2.5 hours to a venue on the Western Shore to see a wonderful retro rock folk country band where people are. Who know me, and some even maybe like me.  I don't know if I will have the stamina to do Saturday.  But at least I'll do the flying first when I am fresh. And awake.

All of this after spending six weeks of the "dog daze" doing absolutely nothing.  Except maybe feeling sorry for myself.  And throwing a few friends off the bus because they exhibit the same human frailties that I do.
Somehow I didn't have strength for them.  And for myself.  In all of that I remained thankful.  Grateful.  For my troubles are nothing.  Lots of folks would love to have my "troubles".

When it cooled off I started eating better and moving around.  That gave me the energy to care.  I'm going to sell or give away a few projects.  I'm going to clean up the hangar.  Have a few campfires.  And a big bonfire.

Look for me this fall.  I'll be in jeans that are coated with grass clippings.  I'll be in a black Luscombe,  or a blue Beetle.  And I don't know this for sure,  but I expect I'll be smiling.

GAI        :::::+:::::