In the Company of Crazy People

Birds of a feather, especially the crazy ones, flock together.  But sometimes, there's a lesson in pressing through...we all had a hooting great time at the Breezy Hill 'Frozen Finger Fun-Fly'.  I totally messed up the previous evening by flopping on the couch after a laundry and airport run, falling asleep, and forgetting to bring my radio, the Lazy Bee's fuse, and other stuff inside the house for the night.

Then I slept late, and started out the morning running an hour behind with cold-soaked equipment chucked in the back of the van...definitely not my idea of good flying day prep.  My giant mug of coffee started sharpening my senses (as sharp as they could be expected, anyway) half-way up the road toward Breezy Hill.





The guys got to Breezy Hill early in the day and tarped in the north-west corner of their pavilion.  We were kept totally warm in there by heaters which resemble pulse-jet engines standing on their noses (complete with an occasional puff of red flame), some serious cookers full of chili, and a tanker of Billy's custom blend apple cider.









Billy emerges from the shelter, and takes a wheeled Cub across the snow.



Brian takes Billy's float-equipped Cub out and around.



Assorted craziness  

















Even got in some flight instruction.













Some of the Crazy Hill Flyers



And so now, finishing my continental breakfast here at the Baymont Inn in Mattoon, Illinois before checking out the Swap Meet and buying something else I don't need.  Report on that to follow !