Jay Honeck
Touchdown! Greaser!
So Oshkosh is slowly drifting into memory. It was a grand week, indeed, with stellar attendance and a truly great show. It was maybe the best Oshkosh ever, really.
However, as many of us commented throughout the week, if all you ever saw of General Aviation was Oshkosh you would assume it was booming. In fact, you might be forgiven for assuming that it was expanding exponentially, or, at least, it was ready to do so at any moment, judging by the enthusiasm and crowds.
But, of course, you would be wrong. We have now all dispersed back to our little airports around the country from whence we came, and the reality of our situation must be faced once again. Our beloved GA is slowly withering on the vine, and Oshkosh is The Grand Illusion, the event of the year that everyone saves up their pennies to attend. God help me, I love it so, but it always builds up unrequited expectations.
And with this, depression inevitably sets in. Today we were once again at our airport and saw nary a plane flying on this gorgeous Friday evening. Argh. For those of us who remember when it was not this way, it's hard to understand.
The good news? For the first time in ages, we saw a hangar door open with a person younger than us messing around with their airplane! The last time we can remember seeing any hangar renter younger than us (and we are in our late 50s) was when we were based in Iowa City, Iowa, prior to 2008.
This young man (in his late 20s/early 30s) is a new flight instructor at the Naval Air Station, and owns his own RV-7. We immediately latched onto him like starving people, and invited him over for beers and some hangar flying -- an invitation he immediately accepted. It was so unbelievably refreshing to hang out with someone who was not eligible for (or already receiving) social security!
So, perhaps there is hope? But we're going to need a lot more guys his age, and quick. The average age on our airport is approaching 65+, and that's a dead end street.
Meanwhile, we're just gonna keep flying as long as and as often as we can...
However, as many of us commented throughout the week, if all you ever saw of General Aviation was Oshkosh you would assume it was booming. In fact, you might be forgiven for assuming that it was expanding exponentially, or, at least, it was ready to do so at any moment, judging by the enthusiasm and crowds.
But, of course, you would be wrong. We have now all dispersed back to our little airports around the country from whence we came, and the reality of our situation must be faced once again. Our beloved GA is slowly withering on the vine, and Oshkosh is The Grand Illusion, the event of the year that everyone saves up their pennies to attend. God help me, I love it so, but it always builds up unrequited expectations.
And with this, depression inevitably sets in. Today we were once again at our airport and saw nary a plane flying on this gorgeous Friday evening. Argh. For those of us who remember when it was not this way, it's hard to understand.
The good news? For the first time in ages, we saw a hangar door open with a person younger than us messing around with their airplane! The last time we can remember seeing any hangar renter younger than us (and we are in our late 50s) was when we were based in Iowa City, Iowa, prior to 2008.
This young man (in his late 20s/early 30s) is a new flight instructor at the Naval Air Station, and owns his own RV-7. We immediately latched onto him like starving people, and invited him over for beers and some hangar flying -- an invitation he immediately accepted. It was so unbelievably refreshing to hang out with someone who was not eligible for (or already receiving) social security!
So, perhaps there is hope? But we're going to need a lot more guys his age, and quick. The average age on our airport is approaching 65+, and that's a dead end street.
Meanwhile, we're just gonna keep flying as long as and as often as we can...