Finally a gray day, and a little rain. Spraying season is over. Two of the ag planes are ferried back to 1MO, and the boss finally gave up his day job at Marshall and drove his big rig home. On Sunday, Randy headed for Alaska to be a bush pilot for a month.
Saturday, Ben and Rhonda flew to Gaston's for lunch. When they returned, Ben offered me a ride in the Luscombe to fly to Marshall to shuffle the van; after a half hour restarting it, along came Tim and Tammy heading for Lake of the Ozarks, so plan B became an adventure for them to take me to Marshall. Lloyd needed to inspect the Musketeer, and Tammy notched another airport into her flying career.
On the way to Marshall, we flew over Lake of the Ozarks. The boats were so tightly tied together, it looked like foam on the water. They were having boat races.
Doc in his Cub, and Don and Peggy in the Mustang. Probably the classiest things on the fuel line all summer.
He's adorable! Can I keep him? Found three of these hornworm dudes on one tomato plant. Wasn't much left of the plant. Not much left of summer, either.
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