Thanks, I'll let you know how it goes.
Yesterday was a fabulous flying day to make the 153nm from POU to 1B2. To avoid morning fog at the destination, we were airborne at 11am. With flight following, we flew direct to KUUU and then direct to 1B2; owing to a slight headwind, the 1hr30min flight took 1h45m. At 7,500 we flew above the scattered layer, avoided the 90* ground heat and had clear smooth air. It was a great flight in every way.
At KUUU, we turned about 20* South and headed across the Rhode Island Sound towards the clearly visible Cutty Hunk and Martha's Vineyard. It was nothing like I'd feared, visibility was so great, I could see Nantucket beyond the Vineyard. And the glide distance between land masses was in our capacity should "something" necessitate gliding.
The Vineyard was friendly as it repeated their instructions to stay at 1,000' South of the shoreline to Katama. Just after passing KMVY, I spotted the easily recognizable Katama; triangle shaped boarded by roads. And, it was busy. There were dozens of planes parked and there were at least three of us already in or like me, headed to the pattern. I would be number two behind the Baron with the lady pilot.
It was a spectacularly easy approach. Winds were calm, the wind sock dejectedly aimed at the dirt, runway-21 was the active. Runway-21 is almost at a 90-degree angle to the coast that I'd been instructed to hug. Flying past the airfield in order to set up for the left downwind entry I could check it all out; the other traffic, the field condition, the wind sock, the field activity. I slowed down to give the Baron time to do it's thing and enjoyed scanning the magnificent sky for traffic, birds and whatnot. It was just beautiful.
Finally, the Baron was on short final and I turned left base. I was close to the airfield so base was short and I was high. Watching the landed Baron taxi towards the first turnoff, I turned final, dumped in all the flaps and slipped it to the runway.
This was going to be my first grass landing without a CFI. Runway 21 is 3,700' and clearly marked, as are all three of their runways, with a white threshold line and the numbers. Time slowed way down as I crossed, what seemed like just yards, above some huge vacation castle, cut power and floated over the numbers, added a touch of power to keep from clunking, flared, looked down the runway, held the yoke and YEEEES, kissed the grass, with yoke to my heart rolled effortlessly over smoothness and, like the Baron, made the first turnoff. A wonderful flight, a wonderful first grass landing and a most delightful airpark...but that's another thread.
Thanks everyone for your help.