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PugStew
left-over bits and pieces in a delicious, steamy broth...
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Uno, the Capt and I...
After my Bio-Dad retired, he taught seaplanes in Tiburon. I never knew him until after I co-incidently got my license...
Let sleeping C-120's on the Mojave, lie..
all you have to do is figure which way the wind blows..a nice, hard, wide runway
Katanas
Pitts Time
Me, Rich and his wife Jan, and some other drunken pilot...
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