I'm grouchy today. The weather's beautiful, and I've been stuck indoors the entire day. Not even a glimpse of an airplane. (*grumble, grumble*)
Well, at least I have great memories from this past weekend. What did we do, you ask? Well, let me tell you... On Saturday, we spent the day at Boone for their first annual (I hope) Military Appreciation Day. We didn't get there until close to lunch time because of the weather, but when the sun finally showed itself, man - it was a cooker.  We brought over every plane in the hangar. So Brian had to make several trips back and forth (courtesy of Craig in his T-34) to ferry the planes. Since I'm not checked out in the Stearman yet, Brian had to come back to ride with me. So, I enjoyed a couple takeoffs and landings without any scuffed paint or torn fabric.
Craig's T-34 was one of the highlights of the event. Mike from Atlantic brought his P-51, which is always a hit. Dan and Diane (and Sheila, Diane's sister) made sure their Stearman made it to the event. There were several other planes as well, giving attendees plenty to look at. In addition, they had a cool gun display set up, aviation artwork, shopping, presentations, and a setup for the Iowa 8th Squadron who was having their reunion Saturday night. I'm always impressed with what our armed services folks have done to protect us, and Boone did a great job at showing it.
Well, from there, we desperately needed air conditioning and headed back to the hangar for a bit. Some more flying was done, and Jim Pippert flew in with his polished Cessna 180 (it's beautiful, just take my word for it). After our fill of flying, we lounged around Sunday morning until we did more flying (when Matthew Sawhill brought over the 140) in the afternoon. Great day, great weekend, and great friends. If only the weekends were longer... :)