As some may know last early winter a dark force came over me and a hollow voice inside kept calling “sell your Cub, sell your Cub”. Before I knew it the airplane was advertised and I had several interested buyers. The forces of good and “not so good” continued to push and pull. I removed it from the market, stood on my price, and did much to discourage the buyers. But then a fine fellow from Hibbing, Minnesota (a town I have a childhood attachment too), showed up with his SuperCub guru, another fine fellow and on Feb 9th, in the mid afternoon, under gray skies my beloved Cub flew away.
I was crushed, what have I done!!!! I could not have asked that she go to a better home but I felt empty inside and immediately began my search for her replacement. The hallow voice spoke again and now it’s goal was apparent. It said “ buy a Husky, buy a Husky”. Again the forces pushed and pulled, but the force from the dark side was too strong, I was overcome and yesterday the transition to the “Dark Side” was complete. I flew my new Husky home from Atlanta. I bought it with a partner so I have less invested than I had in the Cub but I feel a little like a guy who broke up with his real love and is dating the prom queen on the rebound.
Anyway I’ll hang around ‘cause you guys/gals need someone to “pick on” (quoting Jaranson) and I’ve never been associated with a finer group.