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En-Route
You know the story: the two happiest days of an airplane owner’s life are the day he buys it and the day he sells it. Today was the latter for me.
I’ve been quietly mulling it over since, well, opening up the wallet for the last annual in August, but finally decided to get serious in December. I didn’t want to post it for sale here and get lots of well-meaning “awww, keep it.” Once I make up my mind to do something, I do it. I have no regrets, just some different priorities in life now.
Some of the highlights:
But the best memory is one of the last. When I bought the plane, I didn’t tell anyone of my plans, but this time, I mentioned to my mom I was thinking about it. Then she got all guilty on me – “oh, I can’t believe you’re going to sell it and I haven’t had a ride in it!” Well, my mom is fairly claustrophobic, and even commercial planes bother her, so I always told her it was no big deal. I didn’t ever want to make her uncomfortable. But the idea of selling it got her going.
I put her in the passenger seat this past Christmas vacation and closed the door. I walked around to the pilot’s side door (thank you, Rockwell) and asked her how she felt. “Great,” she said. “Just like a car, right?” I had just flown a demo flight to a prospective buyer, so I knew the skies were completely calm. We took off into a perfectly cloudless sky and headed towards the St. Johns river. I found my parents' house and we circled it. She even spotted my sister’s house. And then we went back for a greaser landing. 20 minutes total. When we got out, she said, “now I know why you love flying so much.”
I think the look on her face shows more than just tolerating the flight. I’d say she actually enjoyed it! And that, as they say in the commercials, was priceless.
I’ve been quietly mulling it over since, well, opening up the wallet for the last annual in August, but finally decided to get serious in December. I didn’t want to post it for sale here and get lots of well-meaning “awww, keep it.” Once I make up my mind to do something, I do it. I have no regrets, just some different priorities in life now.
Some of the highlights:
- My first flight as owner was to go visit my best friend in Orlando, just because I could.
- Lots of trips to Jacksonville to see my parents and stay as long as I wanted.
- I’ve flown all around the southeast and had nifty flying vacations in Savannah, Hilton Head, and Amelia Island.
- I flew to Alabama to visit the guy who got me hooked on flying. When he asked what time I had to be back to the FBO, I told him, “I have a confession to make.” The look on his face was priceless.
- Numerous $100 hamburger runs and fly-ins where I’ve met other POA’ers. (includes picking up William in Greenville to head to one of the Raleigh BBQ’s)
- Flying to the Commander Owner’s Group Fly-Ins and seeing the factory (and later getting an annual done there) in Cape Girardeau, MO.
- Lots of pretty pictures in my iPhoto Library.
But the best memory is one of the last. When I bought the plane, I didn’t tell anyone of my plans, but this time, I mentioned to my mom I was thinking about it. Then she got all guilty on me – “oh, I can’t believe you’re going to sell it and I haven’t had a ride in it!” Well, my mom is fairly claustrophobic, and even commercial planes bother her, so I always told her it was no big deal. I didn’t ever want to make her uncomfortable. But the idea of selling it got her going.
I put her in the passenger seat this past Christmas vacation and closed the door. I walked around to the pilot’s side door (thank you, Rockwell) and asked her how she felt. “Great,” she said. “Just like a car, right?” I had just flown a demo flight to a prospective buyer, so I knew the skies were completely calm. We took off into a perfectly cloudless sky and headed towards the St. Johns river. I found my parents' house and we circled it. She even spotted my sister’s house. And then we went back for a greaser landing. 20 minutes total. When we got out, she said, “now I know why you love flying so much.”
I think the look on her face shows more than just tolerating the flight. I’d say she actually enjoyed it! And that, as they say in the commercials, was priceless.