Monday, May 11, 2020

May 9th

There had been talk about going flying, but Chris' gyro is still waiting for new carb floats to arrive, and there was a T-38 flyby from Beale, so we met at Lincoln.  We were heading to lunch on scooter and bicycle when Mary said there was a broken light on the runway (somebody had hit it), so we went to look for that.  There was some debris that we cleared out, but no sigh of the light itself.

We headed down to the cafe and had lunch.  The flyby looked to have gone over the town, rather than near the airport, as we heard them, and saw them heading off to the South.

By the time that was all over, we were all feeling meh about flying, so just headed home again.

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