I met Shane at the airport and checked my brakes, then put everything back together and flew to Auburn to meet Chris, Jackie, Bill, William and PJ for brunch. It was blowing a gale at Lincoln, and I'd have stayed and played around with it if I weren't running a little late. I was at ~1200' by the middle of the runway, with a ground speed of 25kts on my GPS :o)
I flew over Ken's on the way home, but he wasn't out to wave at me :o(
My brakes are still squeaking terribly, but I wasn't in the mood to look at them when I got back to the hangar.
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