I started the day at the airport cooking breakfasts - the weather was crappy, but Tim's Carbon Cub was out of the hangar for maintenance, so we didn't have to feel bad about it sitting in the rain.
We ran about picking stuff up and running errands. We stopped by the Chevy dealer, as their website shows that they have an orange Bolt, but they don't have an orange Bolt.
I picked up a ball joint splitter, and found that it wasn't big enough to fit the ball joint I wanted to split with it, so I went and swapped it for a pickle fork - a split wedge chisel, basically. We used that and broke one ball joint on the van out, but I couldn't get it to work on the other one I wanted to split. Oh well.