By lex, on June 9th, 2008
Analytic readers will by have now surmised that your correspondent’s Great Western Motorcycle Adventure will probably have to await another retirement cycle. There were just sufficient had-to-do’s sprinkled about my terminal leave to deny me the leisure of a 8-10 day trip, and anything shorter – while feasible – would have been more enforced rigor than pleasurable journey. I do appreciate the many public and private offers of roadside companionship, however. Maybe if I get fired…
Anyway, Tailspin Tom has graciously offered the right seat of his Beechcraft C-45 from here to French Valley for the proverbial $100 cheeseburger. Which, what with gas rates as they are, has mushroomed to maybe $250. But it’s not everyday you get a hack at the controls of a WWII era (1952 re-manufacture) twin recip, 450hp (each) taildragger. Even from the right seat.
Tom sent along this annotated view to help me out with the cockpit familiarization. I told SNO that it all looked pretty straightforward apart from the oil cooler levers, that I wasn’t sure how to use them.
“Maybe when the oil starts getting hot?” he replied.
08-22-2018 Lex’s account of the flight is here – Ed.