What happened to Day One? We had to stop short of our planned destination, putting us in Hattiesburg for the night. FBO owner Bill Robinson and his employee were fabulous, taking great care of the Cheetah and us; tucking the airplane into the hanger just in time for the big tstorm and handing us keys to a car and directions to a hotel.
While I'd like to brag about fighting a mean crosswind on landing at Hattiesburg, it didn't really kick up till we were on the ground, but a few mintes later and...
So we were off at 7 this morning hoping to get beyond Tallahassee, but summer afternoons in Florida are a tstorm playground.
We're shooting for an early departure to make Fort Myers by 11 a.m. Meanwhile, we visited with several National Guard pilots hanging out at TLH waiting on their next assignment over the oil spill, and ended up in the hotel recommended by Million Air, our Tallahassee FBO. This place is swank (check it out - www.hotelduval.com), including "ice" web browser, which is like an ipad, touch screen only. So by now my arm has had plenty of exercise banging on this screen to type this blog entry. I could do this so much faster on a keyboard...
Speaking of modern... I must really be behind the times. I had to trade the BMW Million Air offered for a minivan I could actually figure out how to start and get out of park.
Tomorrow's a new day. Hopefully it will find us in Fort Myers, and hopefully with less poison ivy.
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