I got up early Saturday, packed up the plane, equipment, and my eldest son, and got to the field by 8:30. I sort of expected to be the one to unlock the gate, but a half dozen guys beat me there.

I got my first three post-solo flights in that morning. I was fairly nervous on the first one. A couple of the guys there knew I had just soloed so I knew they were watching me on my pre-flight preparations. I did have to do a u-turn back to the flight line to adjust the tailwheel (I'm going to have to file a flat spot for the set screw), but everything went well.

The rest of the family showed up during the second flight, and on the third I started to get creative: Immelman's, one split-s, just exploring the capabilities of the LT-40. I even let out a chuckle at one point and the guy in the next flight box said, "Starting to have some fun with it? Just keep it high." I was having a little too much fun with it, there wasn't much fuel left in it when I landed. That switch to a 10-oz. tank already paid off.

By the time I left at 10 there were probably 15 guys there.

-Jeff