Yesterday I drove the 380 miles to Milan, Tennessee, spent the night at the quite nice Hampton Inn, and arrived bright and early at Brad Simmons' shop. After a couple of hours of loading and securing the wings and fuselage, and loading all other parts that I took to Brad's, I began the long trip home. Six and one half hours later, the load and I arrived safe and sound back to home sweet home. Later my good and loyal friends helped me unload. The fuselage is now in the garage. I'm still getting tools, etc. up from the basement, and will begin working very soon. But this weekend, I'm going to go fishing.
