WindOnHisNose
BENEFACTOR
Lino Lakes MN (MY18)
Some of you old-timers will remember the cow that flew in my back seat in the early years of the New Holstein Flyin. She was a good cow, pretty much minded her own business. All was good until her final flight...
She was sitting in the back seat of my cub when we flew from New Holstein to Iola for lunch...I was packed up and on my way home. Steve Lewis was on my right wing, my proverbial wing man. All was good until it got pretty warm in the cockpit and I decided to open the window on the right side of the cub. Little did I know that my cow would do the unthinkable...jump from the cub. I heard a weird thump and when I looked over my shoulder my cow was gone to greener pastures, I suppose. I immediately radioed Steve to see if he had seen my cow jump...he was only 100 feet or so away from me...but Nope, He Hadn't Seen Anything!
Well, I flew on, despite the tears in my eyes, wondering to this very day what became of my cow. I wonder if some good farmer was sitting on his front porch sipping on a glass of iced tea on his porch swing, only to look up at the sky toward the airplanes flying overhead and see a cow descending from the heavens. I guess we will never know.
Here's to my cow...
...I don't even think Santa knows what became of her.
Randy, Cowless in Minnesota
:lol:
She was sitting in the back seat of my cub when we flew from New Holstein to Iola for lunch...I was packed up and on my way home. Steve Lewis was on my right wing, my proverbial wing man. All was good until it got pretty warm in the cockpit and I decided to open the window on the right side of the cub. Little did I know that my cow would do the unthinkable...jump from the cub. I heard a weird thump and when I looked over my shoulder my cow was gone to greener pastures, I suppose. I immediately radioed Steve to see if he had seen my cow jump...he was only 100 feet or so away from me...but Nope, He Hadn't Seen Anything!
Well, I flew on, despite the tears in my eyes, wondering to this very day what became of my cow. I wonder if some good farmer was sitting on his front porch sipping on a glass of iced tea on his porch swing, only to look up at the sky toward the airplanes flying overhead and see a cow descending from the heavens. I guess we will never know.
Here's to my cow...
...I don't even think Santa knows what became of her.
Randy, Cowless in Minnesota
:lol:
