September 26, 2005 - NJ, NY, Cub

At West Point, we headed west for about ten miles.  We didn't have Lewis Landing Airport in the GPS so we had to find it the old fashioned way -- with the Mark One eyeball.  After a little searching we arrived overhead.  Which was good, because I was in the back seat, and the air was a little bumpy, and I wasn't feeling so hot. 

On downwind at Lewis Landing.  I bet that yellow plane is Bruce's new Cub.
 
Nice looking airport.
 
Bruce turning base to final.  The runway has a grade so you usually land going uphill and take off going downhill.  Winds had died down quite a bit since our landing at Ocean City, NJ.
 
 
 
That's Bruce's new Cub on the right, and a big radial Cessna 195 poking its nose out the hangar. 
 
The happy new owner of a 1941 J-3 Cub. 
 
Lewis Landing is a private airport.  This is the owner's Citabria.
 
Our Citabria looking pretty on the grass.
 
This is what is known as "rolled up in a ball".
 
Merve, the airport owner. 
 
Bruce making his first takeoff in the Cub. 
 
I'm ready for takeoff.
 
Bruce and I flew home alongside the west side of Philly.  We made one stop, at Sky Manor airport in Pittstown, NJ, for gas.  Bruce just cruised along at 80 mph.  I would fly on his wing for awhile, with the Citabria powered down to 1700 rpm, then power-up and "play" for awhile.  The Citabria has 150 horses compared to the Cubs 65, and that extra 86 horse does make a difference!
 
Bruce cruising by Vansant, the famous taildragger airport. 
 
A long-abandoned quarry, filled with water.
 
Bruce down low in the yellow Cub.
 
 
People who don't fly low and slow airplanes never get to see something like this.
 
For weight and balance reasons, you fly the Cub solo from the back seat. 
 
We transitioned through Martin State airport's Class D airspace as a flight of two.  The Cub has no radio. 
 
 
Bruce greases it on at Essex Skypark. 
 
The Cub at its new home. 
 
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