I had an hour in the Cub this morning,first time I've flown since 9th February and I was slightly worried how rusty I might be.
When I arrived I checked the airplane did my run up etc.and I felt quite at home.
There was slight crosswind but the take off was quite good,I flew for an hour and it was brilliant to be up in the air again,I even managed a decent landing apart from one small bounce. Which I shall blame on the molehills!
It made me realise why I learned to fly,blue sky,warm sun,not too windy.
I was nearly hit by a hawk of some sort just after take off around 400 feet,I think it was as suprised as I was.
Lister
