The last time when I flew to Vernon may be 3, 4 years ago. Jack flew his C-172 with bigger engine of O-360, 180 hp. Bruce worked as a co-pilot. I was a rear seat passenger.
The main purpose of the trip was for Jack to check out a wrecked C-180.
The pieces of the airplane were piled up at the corner of the airport. They didn't give me any appetite to rebuild.
A couple of months later, I was surprised to find the whole things in his shop. He was over 80 years old, still had a mental energy to challenge. I was really impressed.
Unfortunately he passed away before the project became complete.
This time I flew myself. Around Harrison Lake the cloud cover appeared, and by Hope I was on top. I had to climb to 9,5oo' to clear the clouds. As always, anxieties occupied me; was the Interiors clear or not. At least I had plenty of fuel even to come back if the destination weather was not favourable. It turned out clouds disappeared all of a sudden and I was greeted with sunny weather.
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