"doc" wrote in message
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Celebrating both my birthday and the fact that I know that at least today
Bush is a long ways from Texas and there won’t be any popup presidential
TFR’s, I rented a little old 152 for a spin around the prairie.

My landings showed a lot of rust, but weren’t particularly scary. What was
scary was a Cub or something like that suddenly popping out of the haze at
exactly my altitude, passing by going the opposite direction just a couple
hundred yards to my right.

What was your heading? Were you at the correct even/odd+500? Was he?

The weather was severe clear, but with no wind on a warm day the horizon
was nothing but a brown smudge about 10 degrees wide. I’d put in something
sanctimonious here about air pollution, but I can’t say as I was exactly
improving the situation in that Cessna.

Time to turn on the grill. And yes, I am serving Texas wine with Texas
beef. It's better than you might think. How's that for a ringing
endorsement?