Thanks for all the responses and comments. This has turned out to be an educational thread and educational experience. Yesterday was a very educational flying day. One of those days that makes it even more obvious why they require a certain amount of cross country time for advanced ratings or a PPL for that matter.
I preflighted the plane THOROUGHLY. Got in, strapped in, went through checklist, etc., called clear and pulled the starter handle...... urr...urr! I walked over and told the IA whose hangar is less than 100 feet away. He said they had the masters on alot while testing. He hand propped it and it started on the second try (I missed my big chance to say "contact!"
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I went to the run up box and went through a thorough runup and checked as many controls and indicators as I could see. I took off South, which goes toward town. I would have rather had a North wind so I could have taken off over more empty country, but so be it.
Once I got up it was ROUGH air. I turned crosswind, then downwind and went North of the airport and buzzed around for a few minutes then turned and did a straight in final. The wind was gusty and it wasn't a very good landing, an indication of things to come for the day.
I taxi'd back to the ramp, got out and opened the cowling. Mainly I wanted to make sure that there were no traces of an oil leak. I looked things over and it started with the starter, no problem. The air had been so rough and I had not climbed very high, so I told myself that I would take off and see if I could climb above it, if so, go on, if not, get in the car and fight the traffic.
I got off and once above about 3,000 it was silk smooth. I was fighting about a 26 knot headwind at my altitude according to Winds Aloft reports, so I got a first hand example of what people say about a 140.... you get it in the air and then let the Earth rotate under it. My ground speed was in the sixties.
Once descending at final destination, the air of course was really bumpy and although was pretty much straight down the runway, the gusts made for another exciting landing, but I was still able to walk and the plane apparantly still airworthy, so all was well.
I got to the hospital and my Mom was physically stronger than I've seen her in weeks. She had broken her hip and had complications, but then had recovered to a point of starting her rehab. She was strong and able to sit up in bed, which was a major accomplishment as compared to how she looked and felt Sunday. She was irritated because she had been working hard at her rehab, but now her Hemoglobin was low and they will have to do an endoscopy looking for problems in the stomach. We won't know the outcome until after the procedure today.
Back to the airport, paid the fuel bill (wow!) Preflighted, looked again for oil leaks and had the gusts give me some excitement off the runway. I had been watching the weather reporting closely, mostly concerned about the winds. I was not anxious to land in a heavy gusty crosswind back home.
I climbed out of the rough air, did a midfield crossing of a controlled airport nearby and turned North. When I did, I got the wind behind me and my ground speed was anywhere from 127 to 137 knots!
It had begun to get hazy when I was off, but the Sun was still managing to make it's way through the haze. I got about a third of the way home and the haze got darker and darker. I then was seeing very small clouds at my altitude and I was only at 3,500. Because of the haze, I couldn't tell if they were big clouds or what. I landed at a small uncontrolled airport to check on the weather. It was all showing 10 mile visibility and clear sky in the vicinity of my destination. Just to be on the safe side I called a guy at my home airport and he was puzzled. He even walked outside and looked South, and told me it was clear.
BTW, when I landed at the uncontrolled airport, it was another bad landing, but good enough for the airplane and myself to still be airworthy.
I took off again and went North, and once at altitude saw those small clouds. They were just large enough and just at the top of the haze layer to make you wonder what you might be flying into. I watched closely and kept ensuring sight of the ground five miles or more away and it didn't take long with 130 knot groundspeed to get out of it. Albeit it was still hazy, there was sunshine again. None of the weather reports had lied.
When I got home I did another exciting landing with a pretty good crosswind component to it this time. I put the Piggy away, filled out my logs and started reflecting on all the experience I had this day. Bumpy air didn't kill me, haze didn't kill me, landing in gusty wind conditions didn't kill me and the freshly inspected plane didn't kill me.
The only squawk I have on the plane now, is that my Com1 got weak and two times my PTT switch wouldn't work after landing. I have had an intermittent problem with the PTT switch in the past, but it had gone away for a long time. Nothing worse than an intermittent problem.
Thanks again for all the replies, comments and well wishes for my Mom.