'Back Home Again'...from the Sig Fly-In

Still recovering from a couple back-to-back Fun-Fly events some 800 miles apart.  After a great time with the wild bunch in the S.M.A.L.L. Fly-In down in Little Rock, came home long enough to mow the yard, do some laundry, launch some monthly checks, and swap out some models, before me and my wonderful little travel trailer headed to Montezuma, Iowa for the annual Sig Fly-In.

Where S.M.A.L.L. was under constant threat from storm clouds right up to clearing on Sunday, the Sig Fly-In was severe clear, with 90 degree temps and winds hanging steady in the high teens.  As with S.M.A.L.L., the weather was STILL defied by the 'I-Came-To-Fly' disciples through the day, though the main flying usually cut loose early in the evening as the winds smoothed a bit.

The Traveling Hangar.





Hazel Sig's original clip-wing Cub is restored and flown on a regular basis.









Mud Dabber makes a reconnaissance run late on Thursday.







Kept waiting for the Flying Cow to fly, figuring it's owner was concerned about the wind, only to find that it was internally lighted for night flying.













A Focke Wulf 190 in British markings.







On Saturday, a 2:30 am storm played some havoc with any awning that had it's canopy left on it's frame.







Joe mourns his yard-darted Somethin' Xtra...a fatality of Saturdays eight-plane 'Somthin' Xtra Rat Race'.









Late Saturday, and the surviving awnings.



Sunday, and a lot of folks are leaving, but still got some hanging in.



Big Red spies on a couple of guys as they take a combat wing around it's circle at the far end of the model runway.





Just like with the S.M.A.L.L. Fly-In, got a bunch more stuff to soft through...