Florida

There was a little frozen rain on the driveway when I left home Friday morning at 4am. I stopped briefly at the entrance to the Sawmill Parkway so Mark could catch up with me. We had an easy cruise through New York, New Jersey, and Maryland before hitting a traffic jam in Washington. We decided to head through the center of the city and were just on block away from route 395 when a cop swung to a screeching stop in the middle of the road and started directing traffic down an unmarked side street. Meanwhile a helicopter with a cameraman dangling out the side started circling over head. It didn't look good. After some creative driving through the gridlock we managed to approach the highway from the other side and were soon on our way to the next traffic jam. A car had rolled over on the highway, but once again we found a creative way to enter a parallel road that zipped us by the traffic. The rest of the drive was slow due to the constant rain and construction. We finally pulled into Wallaby at 1am. (We made the trip in 21 hours compared to my best time of 19 hours).

It was blown out on Saturday, so I took my time setting up camp and saying hello to everyone. Sunday started out blue and breezy, but by 2pm the wind was light enough to launch. However, it looks like the top of lift is very low, so I might wait until tomorrow to fly. The crew at the ranch are tidying up for the Wills Wing party that starts next week. The grass here is very green and the swamps are full. (Malcom was telling us about large fish swimming around in the field after on of the hurricanes last fall!)