After spending the day at NAS Lakehurst (JBMDL) moving the Silver Snipe out of Hangar 5 to the temporary mooring mast; topping off fuel, food, and helium, we repositioned to PhrogPhlyer’s home field, Trenton-Robbinsville Airport (N87).
We plan on being in Chicago to see the sun rise over Lake Michigan. Cruising at a blistering 50kt, this trip should take just shy of 12 hours, so we should depart Robbinsville around 1800 local time.
We weigh off, make final speed/range/fuel calculations and at 1805 we are airborne again.
Evening flights are such a pleasure with little to no traffic in sight.
After a few hours we pass over Punxsutawney Pennsylvania. I must say that Punxsutawney Phil, the famous groundhog prognosticator for the arrival of spring called it right this year, with an early blossoming of all the trees and flowers across our route. The white pear trees are visible in the light of a nearly full moon.
I give the controls to my copilot Larry, not a bad aviator, even for an Air Force pilot, and stroll to the galley for some fresh brewed coffee. Sitting down gazing at the slowly passing landscape, the constant and familiar droning of the two P&W Wasp engines provides a comforting hum to the night. As I return to the cockpit, I realize that we have reached Toledo Ohio.
After all the hustle, vibration, and stress of the Australian Air Race, taking it easy and sailing along in the Silver Snipe is a welcomed change of pace. One feels at peace, as if you are one with the air surrounding you. The flight is strangely reminiscent of time spent aboard ship, no frills, efficient, and with a calm sense of purpose.
Before we know it, we approach South Bend Indiana.
Ahead an open gray expanse appears. Lake Michigan. Time to go feet wet and scan the horizon for the lights of Chicago.
Other than the moon above, not a single light is seen around us, and then Land Ho.
With the sun starting to fill the eastern sky we leisurely cruise past Navy Pier with Meigs off our nose. It’s been many years since I strolled the pier followed by dinner and some local beer.
On the deck, 11 hours and 55 minutes since we departed Robbinsville. Traveling 598nm and burning 278gal of avgas. If we had cruised between 25-30kt the fuel burn would have been closer to 80 gallons. Takes a lot of HP and fuel to push her up to 50kt.
As the sun rises further and we find a place to erect a mobile mooring mast, we are greeted by the early morning crew of Chicago Airlines. We of course do the courtesy of offering them some coffee and giving them a tour of the Silver Snipe, in my humble opinion, the finest K-ship to ever grace the sky.
Now for a few hours of sleep in the helium hotel. I certainly couldn’t sleep in the JetRanger during the Australian Air Race.
I just got an email from home, apparently a local airport kid in NJ saw us depart and made a sketch of the Silver Snipe. When we get home, that kid’s going to get a personal tour of the ship and even a flight over his house.