Between my earful from Bud (and my special signed copy of his book) and the free drinks tonight at the restraunt for us performers, I've decided the 14hr days on a tarmac and 5am wakeup call tomorrow are beyond worth my time as a volunteer.
I hate to brag much, I'm just a humbled aviation nut, but this weekdend has reinforced in me that these planes and history are my passion, and if I can do anything to share it with anyone also interested in this stuff, I will. The mile-wide grins today from our riders today on "my" planes made all that midnight oiling priceless. One thing though, its hard for me to believe I've only met two members from AH and my squad on the road the last few years in the air show circus (Semp and Doright (? I think....
)), but I do hope more someday.
And with that, ill be up before dawn with one of my pilots to preflight, finish up a half-dozen rides, and then a photoshoot on the way home... Stick time in T6 or backseat in mustang tomorrow on the way home - that is the question, and I can't decide atm... Ok, so maybe I'm gloating too much now (but I've worked for it) gnight!
'Til the next air show.