Kent Wien
Well-Known Member
We have a great group of local New York and Connecticut Husky pilots that love to find new excuses to fly. Here’s an example:
No one has been a more prolific finder of beautiful fields than our good buddy Mark.
He might just be the nicest guy you’ll ever meet. So he pops in to old airstrips and farmers back yards that he knew back in his ultralight days in the ‘80s and seeks retroactive permission to land there. Then he’ll mention that he has a few friends and pretty soon we are all landing at someone’s back yard.
Yesterday I had a few hours to get breakfast so I called Mark. He had just found an amazing “pick your own” farm with a deli/grocer that had a restricted field that he negotiated permission for us to land at.
What a day. So while some may have gravel bars and glaciers to make their adventures fun, I feel lucky to say we have about 6 of the greatest friends here in NY you could possibly have that make the Husky such a lovely thing to experience.
Pics from yesterday:
No one has been a more prolific finder of beautiful fields than our good buddy Mark.
He might just be the nicest guy you’ll ever meet. So he pops in to old airstrips and farmers back yards that he knew back in his ultralight days in the ‘80s and seeks retroactive permission to land there. Then he’ll mention that he has a few friends and pretty soon we are all landing at someone’s back yard.
Yesterday I had a few hours to get breakfast so I called Mark. He had just found an amazing “pick your own” farm with a deli/grocer that had a restricted field that he negotiated permission for us to land at.
What a day. So while some may have gravel bars and glaciers to make their adventures fun, I feel lucky to say we have about 6 of the greatest friends here in NY you could possibly have that make the Husky such a lovely thing to experience.
Pics from yesterday:
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