Texas Fall/Winter thread!

[DABSGT]

Brandi, are you still snorting pharmaceuticals? Just looking for tonight's entertainment.

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[bindian]

Brandi, are you still snorting pharmaceuticals? Just looking for tonight's entertainment.

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Yep, we're on for an encore.
hugs, Brandi

 

[bindian]

A good friend of mine does a triple snap on takeoff in his Pitts! Pacerron probably knows him too. When flying together in a 2 hole Pitts, only the double snap was do-able. Lots of engine and prop, but the extra fuselage, earned that plane the name, "Miss Piggy". (I'd have thought it was referring to me, except it only did a double snap with only one person aboard, and was called that before I sat in it!)

And pacerron, if you need a hint, friend's initials are BLM!

I'm good, as long as air is blowing on my face. Stuffy cockpits don't agree with me.
hugs, Brandi

 

[bindian]

A good friend of mine does a triple snap on takeoff in his Pitts! Pacerron probably knows him too. When flying together in a 2 hole Pitts, only the double snap was do-able. Lots of engine and prop, but the extra fuselage, earned that plane the name, "Miss Piggy". (I'd have thought it was referring to me, except it only did a double snap with only one person aboard, and was called that before I sat in it!)

And pacerron, if you need a hint, friend's initials are BLM!

2 holer Pitts have tight cockpits. I got stuck, upside down in the rear cockpit, while trying to safety wire cable turnbuckles in front of the rudder pedals. Standing on your head and stuck. Talk about embarrassment. I felt like Miss Piggy. Two coworkers had to pull me out...........but only after I told them I was finished. Don't remember much else about working on them.
hugs, Brandi

 

[Lou66]

Here you go Brandi,, I will post this before I get to far along.. with my Friday night beverages,, Hot off the press..

Pond by Lou

It was just a small ravine
That someone dammed up
To catch the runoff for the cows to drink
But it was a place for me to set and think

Watch a leaf float across the water
In the distance, sound of mother natural
Cool breeze helps dry the sweat away
In the shade of a willow on hot summer days

I can remember back when I was a child
Back when life was tough but simple
I could set by the pond and daydream
About places I was told but I've never seen

Wishing I was on a high flying plane
Headed to anywhere but a cotton patch
I could lay on the bank listen to that lonesome sound
With my feet in the water, my mind in the clouds

As life passes by
You forget those wonderful years
Where your imagination was your gateway
From hoeing that old red clay

Now that I've gotten older I don't have the time
Those wasted thoughts are still on my mind
Wouldn't it be nice to pass thru that magical door?
Relive those dreams by the pond once more
11-01-13 Lou

 

[farmgirl19]

2 holer Pitts have tight cockpits. I got stuck, upside down in the rear cockpit, while trying to safety wire cable turnbuckles in front of the rudder pedals. Standing on your head and stuck. Talk about embarrassment. I felt like Miss Piggy. Two coworkers had to pull me out...........but only after I told them I was finished. Don't remember much else about working on them.
hugs, Brandi

bindian; They sent you in to do the job, because none of them could fit! They expected they'd be pulling you out of there!

 

[bindian]

Yikes, steroids! They will make you feel a LOT better, but I tend to become 10 feet tall and bullet proof on those things. Oh yes, I am a pilot, so am 10 feet tall and bullet proof anyway! On steroids, I just make sure the ENTIRE WORLD KNOWS that I am!

Yep.........You and Denzel Washington.
hugs, Brandi

 

[farmgirl19]

Lou; As always, your poems are awesome. Yes, it would be great to relive those dreams by the pond, once more!

When our paths cross, I'll buy the first round of drinks!

 

[bindian]

Here you go Brandi,, I will post this before I get to far along.. with my Friday night beverages,, Hot off the press..

Pond by Lou

It was just a small ravine
That someone dammed up
To catch the runoff for the cows to drink
But it was a place for me to set and think

Watch a leaf float across the water
In the distance, sound of mother natural
Cool breeze helps dry the sweat away
In the shade of a willow on hot summer days

I can remember back when I was a child
Back when life was tough but simple
I could set by the pond and daydream
About places I was told but I've never seen

Wishing I was on a high flying plane
Headed to anywhere but a cotton patch
I could lay on the bank listen to that lonesome sound
With my feet in the water, my mind in the clouds

As life passes by
You forget those wonderful years
Where your imagination was your gateway
From hoeing that old red clay

Now that I've gotten older I don't have the time
Those wasted thoughts are still on my mind
Wouldn't it be nice to pass thru that magical door?
Relive those dreams by the pond once more
11-01-13 Lou

Thanks Lou. That's a keeper.
hugs, Brandi

 

[pacerron]

I'm good, as long as air is blowing on my face. Stuffy cockpits don't agree with me.
hugs, Brandi

She probably has a supply of these. Pilots can get real nasty when you leave a mess in the plane.