Vic was working today, so I spent the day doing little chores, and ran a few errands, ending up at the airfield. I did a little work with some fuel hose on the CHT probes, replacing the old, burnt hose where it _had_ been touching the exhaust, and I made a little stand-off to hopefully stop this happening again. Looking at the other planes in the hangar, people usually route the probes on the other side of the engine, so I'll bear that in mind if I'm still having problems. I went home to do some other stuff, then discovered that the lid of one of my gas cans is split when I went to get gas to go back to the airfield. Oh well, I'll use the lid of the (slightly leaky) backup can for now. Once at the airfield, I put in several circuits without any worries from the CHT, regardless of how I climbed out. Sean called me on the radio, but I couldn't understand what he wanted (he was on a handheld), so I landed and taxied over to see what was up, and he wanted to go for a ride. It was late, and I was low on fuel, so we just did a circuit, but it cheered him up. Just after I'd put the plane away, Kerosene Dreams went out for a few fast passes as it was getting dark - I snapped a few pictures with my cellphone, but they were, as expected, crappy.