Winter is finally, officially here. I was going to celebrate with an
hour or so of just tooling up and down the Owens Valley with a vague idea of
shooting a couple landings at Mammoth Airport (KMMH) provided the runway was
clear. Alas, time and a deflated nose gear strut permits not.
Yesterday morning's low in the NW corner of California's share of the
Great Mojave Desert was 22°F with a daytime high of 44. That was our first
excursion into the 20s. This morning's low was a bit warmer at 25. My
condolences to the folks in Denver and eastward. Our days have been clear
and a million for at least one week.
Come February, our Skyhawk is expected to rise to the top of the hangar
waiting list. Maybe then my fingers won't ache so much doing the preflight.
Tomorrow... Yeah, tomorrow....