In the back of my hangar sits the skeleton of a 1949 Piper PA-16 Clipper. It hasn’t flown in many years. That’s kind of sad. Hopefully, somebody will take on the task of restoring it to its former glory one day and it will become airborne again. I can only hope.
In front of the Clipper sits the Air Cam, an experimental twin-engined adventure machine that has become my favorite thing to fly. Regular readers of this column are becoming familiar with my affection for this big green machine.
Those two airplanes are the large, obvious, aeronautical objects in the hangar. There’s also a good-sized tool box, a couple bicycles, and an assortment of peculiar odds and ends.
But perhaps the most important accouterment to my hangar is a red leather couch tucked off to the side.
Yes, a couch. A place to sit, to relax, to visit with friends or visitors to the hangar. Often, visitors who have been short-changed in life by a very limited exposure to general aviation. [Read more…]