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All of us have passions outside of our workaday lives. We need things that pour happy juice into life. For me, it's flying and family. Those who may wonder about the ratings thing. I'm a commercially rated pilot and flight instructor, both single and multi-engine airplane, for both VFR and IFR - meaning good weather when you can see where you are going; and not so good weather when you can't see and have to use the instruments to get there. I'm also a helicopter instructor. Over the years, I've kind of settled into a specialty in teaching tail-wheel and aerobatics, though I still do the other stuff when willing, promising students come calling. I have been fortunate enough to fly a fairly wide variety of aircraft, ranging from Cubs to fighters, and even a couple of turns at the controls of a B-17 bomber. The great honor of sitting in the seat where fifty years earlier a kid half my age had gone to war was a very special occasion. In conversations afterward with the real pilot of that historic ship, he had tears of reminiscence and thoughts of other young men, long gone but never forgotten.
That's my Pitts S-1T, (sold with tears) that brought more joy than any other aerial dancing partner and I miss her dearly.
This is a Lazer 200 that belonged by my friend, Alex Brancaccio. That smile appears an an unavoidable consequence of being upside down a lot.
This is my Harley. What else should I ride, eh? It started life as a '95 Sportster, got stretched and raked, some fancy wheels, Vance and Hines pipes, forward controls, lots of labor intensive chrome and - the engine's a little bit pumped. If she really wants to ride, I have a little seat that goes back there - but she has to hold on real tight when I twist the ears on the little beastie. Hey, it can't be allll about planes, y'know.