What was it Oscar Wilde said about temptation?
I flew out of Palo Alto this morning, on a perfect VFR day. Just training, of course. (That’s all I am endorsed for, alas.) While in run-up I saw Kevin Moore in his 260e STOL. Kevin’s red and white canard-wing bird was loaded with passengers and bound for the Cirrus fly-in at Santa Barbara.
Over Watsonville at 5,500 (still on a student training mission, but now in some sort of mysterious gravitational pull toward Santa Barbara), I heard TWO Cirrus pilots talking to Monterey Approach. One sounded like Tom Bergeron . . . had to be Tom or some Cirrus official what with the telltale “Charlie Delta” call letters.
Around King City – that damn gravitational pull! — I heard yet another Cirrus.
Finally, I snapped out of it, prompted by the fact I had no LA sectional map aboard, and reluctantly swung my A36 around 180 degrees, and flew back to Palo Alto.
Maddening to be only a student pilot on a perfect VFR California day . . . with the coolest yet Cirrus fly-in about to happen down the coast.