danhagan
En-Route
After 10 minutes, I'd have shut down, gotten out, walked over and tapped on his window...I'd have exploded well before 45 minutes elapsed.
He started "his" run-up I suppose while I was fueling. Then I went to the restroom and bought a coke. Came out and sumped my tanks and hopped in doing the usual pre-flight checklist (I'm still on the ramp near the pumps - but he's been blocking the only ramp exit to the runway for about 20-25 minutes at that point). I figured he has GOT to be ready by now, and I engine start and move closer, but not behind (I'm 90* to him). He doesn't respond by radio or landing light (it's aimed right at him). After several minutes my plugs foul as I was ready to go, and I have to burn that off. I look up, and he is gone. I pull up to the hold short line and announce departure after checking both finals and downwind. I then hear, "Didn't you hear my radio call?" and I ask if that is for Llano (122.8) and he says yes, but no further info. I'm looking again for anything on either final but winds are 20 knots and I'm on the wind favored end. Long story short, Mr 45 minute run-up is at the other end of the runway preparing for a 20 knot tailwind departure (runway is sloped and we can't see each other). I depart and am in the air 30 minutes when my TCAS shows a target closing my altitude 6:00. At one mile separation, I turn left for 30 seconds and then back on course and look out the co-pilot side to see Mr 45 head down in the cockpit.
This isn't the end of the story: Last week I land Llano again for fuel on an Austin trip, and Mr 45 is there again being chastised by an RV while I'm refueling (RV guy got the same treatment). Lineman tells me the guy is out of Houston and not a local. This time I "visit" inside and use the facilities until he leaves.