Sorry that this summary of the trip took so long but when the guys arrived home the work waiting for them to catch-up on was staggering. Both men have farms and it was haying season so you can imagine how busy they have been. Thanks to all our fans who have waited patiently.
The "Last Chance" flew a total of 5400 hundred miles, give or take a few and exactly 70 hours. The only aircraft issue was when the oil inspection door came open on take off from Northway on the return trip. This was due to the hinge pin working it's way out. A quick landing and reinstalling the pin fixed that with no damage to the door. Not bad for a 1968 Cessna 150! The old girl burned 397 gallons of fuel and 7 quarts of oil for a 5.7 gph average. Total fuel costs were $2,540.00 and the average price of fuel was $6.40. Oil costs were $4 to $8 per qt. Total cost for the trip was $4,446.70. Motel rooms were the biggest expense after the fuel costs. The motels ranged from $40 to $100 a night. The only side excursion the fellas took was a half day guided salmon fishing trip that costs them $150 each. Cars were rented in Fairbanks and Wasilla, Alaska for $40 per day plus fuel. Laundry was dropped off twice and costs were $40 total. That leaves around $600. for food for 15 days. Rich did a oil change and 100 hour inspection on the plane when they returned to Macon and nothing unusual was found. There you have the logistical and practical breakdown of the trip. The emotional and spiritual side of this adventure may be a little harder to decipher.
After 70 hours together in the small cockpit of the "Last Chance" and 15 nights in a motel room the guys found out for sure that they are compatible companions. Military training, life experience and age all played a role in their ability to get along in such close quarters. But it was the military bond that played a significant role in this odyssey. Remember, Bill was a bomber crewman in WWII while Rich's Dad was a fighter pilot in the same war. Rich served in Vietnam in the Army. The guys met up with two new Annapolis Navy ensigns and then two Vietnam vets and they all flew into Alaska together before going their seperate ways. Then while flying through "Windy Pass" near Denali park, 10 Blackhawk helicopters deploying to Iraq flew below them as they were circling to gain altitude. When they arrived at their last stop in Canada to retrieve Bill's gun they met Glenn Heisler. Glenn had flown in Lancaster Bombers over Germany for the English. It's hard to ignore the possibility that maybe something was going on here we can't quite put our finger on.
There were so many interesting and kind people met along the way. Some extended a generosity that took both men by surprise. Thank you Steve Mahay and Gloria Peterson. Everyone was exceptional in their welcome and service. The Canadian people were outstanding and the folks in Alaska the best of America!
If you have a dream that you want to accomplish but can't seem to make it happen here's how. Make it a priority. Put it on the calendar and start planning towards that goal. Put some money aside, take on some extra work to get the funds. Get a partner who shares the dream. Pray about it. Get your family to support it. A wise man was once asked near the end of his life if he had any regrets. "Only one" he said, " I wish I had taken a few more risks in life."
Thanks to all who helped make this trip possible. Thanks to everyone we met along the way and especially to those who helped make this dream trip special. May you all be satisfied with life!
Monday, July 28, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
I offer my congratulations to both of the "fellas" for carrying off such an interesting expedition. It's been great fun following the trip, and I must admit that I particularly enjoyed reading about the interactions with other Air Force fliers such as the "sleepy Ensigns" and in particular, Glen Heisler. It certainly brought a smile to my heart to read that one. And yes, I hope you can get a copy of Leah Miller's newspaper article in the Lakeside Leader of Slave Lake. That's definite scrapbook material. What a wonderful trip! Hat's off to you both for a very entertaining journey, very well done!
Way to go, dad!
WJP
5,600 Miles Of Memories The Oddossey Is Over
Getting a late start the guys took off from Minot North Dakota into low ceiling and the threat of rain. The wind was howling but fortunately from the west so they had a good tailwind as they began their last flight day. With a bumpy ride and dodging rain all the way to Aberdeen the fellas landed for fuel in a strong crosswind. The good folks at Quest Air again had the guys gassed up and on their way quickly. Both men were now anxious to be home. Wind and rain dogged them all the way to Storm lake where another strong crosswind awaited them on final approach. Bart from Bart's flying service was quick to get the "Last Chance" refueled and the men began the final leg into Macon. About half way there the winds began to abate some and by 6:10 pm they landed at home with very little wind. The oddossey was over! After exactly 70 hours of flight time the "Last Chance" had carried the men to Alaska and back. So many special memories along the way, many amazing sights to see as well as great people met. We are begginning to wonder if Bill and the "Last Chance" may have set some kind of record, like the oldest student pilot (87) on the longest dual cross country (apprx. 5,600 miles). After a few days of catch up at home there will be a final blog summarizing the experience. Thanks to all who followed the guys and cheered them on, it was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime adventure!!
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Two Very Lovely "Vegas" Gals
Jessica (on the left) and Karrie welcomed the guys to the "Vegas Motel" where they were well-taken care of. A really great place to stay and to eat if you are in Minot North Dakota. These two will take care of everything!! Thanks girls you really are sweet!!
Another Great Canadian Lineman
Jeremy Simonson met us on the Regina ramp with the fuel truck and quickly got the "Last Chance" topped off. Jeremy is a pilot and we think he is now pondering Alaska maybe!! Hey Jeremy thanks for a great Canadian welcome to Regina! Tailwinds!
Two of The Mighty Lancasters & B-17's Best
Bill and Glen Heisler were shocked and surprised to meet on the ramp at Regina. Both men had served in Bombers during WWII and were gunners. Bill also did time as a bombadier. Glenn flew in the Lancaster which did almost exclusive night bombing and Bill in B-17's. These guys could have talked all day. Great to meet you Glenn and may God richly bless you!!
A Newspaper Interview, Weather and War Stories
The guys awoke to a beautiful day in Slave Lake Canada. Entering the motel lobby for a continental breakfast before they left for the airport, the owner of the motel
handed Rich the phone and said, "It's for you." Puzzled, Rich answered and it was a reporter from the local newspaper who had gotten wind of their arrival and wanted to interview the men and do a photo shoot. Lovely Leah Miller, reporter for The Lakeside Leader, arrived to take the men to the airport and do the interview. After saying goodbye to Sam Parks the owner of the Lakeside Motor Inn the guys put their gear in Leah's pickup and rode to the aerodome.
While Leah was interviewing Bill, Rich preflighted the Last Chance and taxied the plane up to the terminal. After more talk and pictures the fellas said good bye and lifted off for Lloydminster Canada. Two and a half hours later they were landing for fuel and a break. The next stop would be Regina where they had to leave Bill's rifle when they entered Canada on the way up. Rich filed a flight plan while Bill called customs about the Winchester. With everything set they battled strong crosswinds on take off but the Last Chance rose faithfully on her course. The Gps weather was once again working and showed lots of rain ahead. Entering the area of precip the plane fought turbulence for 100 or so miles and the guys dodged active cells all the way into Regina where it was marginal VFR.
After landing Bill went in to call customs and Rich arranged for fuel. While waiting for customs to show up with the gun, an airport security man approached Bill and Rich and they began telling him their story. He smiled real big and said, "Hey, I flew for the Canadian air force attached to the RAF in Lancaster Bombers in England during the second war." Turned out Glen Heisler was 83 and had been in the war from 1943 till the end. Bill and Glenn began swapping tales and was it ever a special moment for both men. Who could have guessed that just before they crossed the border into the U.S. the guys would meet another bomber crewman who was a mid-upper gunner and served when Bill did. What a fitting way to leave and what a special memory to have. Glen, it sure was great to meet you and we wish you the best. Thanks for helping to make the world a better place!!
Jeremy Simonson of Shell Aerocenter got the plane refueled and after filing another flight plan the guys were off to Minot North Dakota and entry back into the states. Dodging several rain cells as they climbed out it began to rain heavy at the airport as they departed southeast. Rain was intermittent for the entire flight and they landed at Minot ahead of schedule. The tailwinds had held for the entire day and put them a day ahead of schedule.
Landing at Minot two linemen were waiting to tie the plane up as they pulled into the ramp. Strong looking weather was headed for the airport and they wanted the plane safely tied down. Officer Elliot of the customs dept. showed up and began his check of the men's credentials and the contents of the plane. Helpful and efficient the officer had the men through customs quickly.
Calling the Vegas motel the men waited for a shuttle to pick them up. The van pulled up and they were greeted by Karrie who had them quickly loaded and to the motel in no time. Meeting Jessica at the desk she got the guys checked in and both girls gave Rich time to photo them.
With bags in the room the men went to supper in the motel restaurant and were served by Sharon. A real class act is this restaurant! The service and food were superb. If you are ever in Minot North Dakota be sure to stop at the Vegas motel and eat at the "Sevens Bar And Restaurant" you won't be disappointed. Ask for Sharon and she will see you get plenty to eat. Thanks Karrie and Jessica for a sweet welcome and Sharon for a banquet fit for a king!!
After a sumptuous Walleye dinner with bread pudding and cheese cake the guys have settled in for a good nights sleep.
handed Rich the phone and said, "It's for you." Puzzled, Rich answered and it was a reporter from the local newspaper who had gotten wind of their arrival and wanted to interview the men and do a photo shoot. Lovely Leah Miller, reporter for The Lakeside Leader, arrived to take the men to the airport and do the interview. After saying goodbye to Sam Parks the owner of the Lakeside Motor Inn the guys put their gear in Leah's pickup and rode to the aerodome.
While Leah was interviewing Bill, Rich preflighted the Last Chance and taxied the plane up to the terminal. After more talk and pictures the fellas said good bye and lifted off for Lloydminster Canada. Two and a half hours later they were landing for fuel and a break. The next stop would be Regina where they had to leave Bill's rifle when they entered Canada on the way up. Rich filed a flight plan while Bill called customs about the Winchester. With everything set they battled strong crosswinds on take off but the Last Chance rose faithfully on her course. The Gps weather was once again working and showed lots of rain ahead. Entering the area of precip the plane fought turbulence for 100 or so miles and the guys dodged active cells all the way into Regina where it was marginal VFR.
After landing Bill went in to call customs and Rich arranged for fuel. While waiting for customs to show up with the gun, an airport security man approached Bill and Rich and they began telling him their story. He smiled real big and said, "Hey, I flew for the Canadian air force attached to the RAF in Lancaster Bombers in England during the second war." Turned out Glen Heisler was 83 and had been in the war from 1943 till the end. Bill and Glenn began swapping tales and was it ever a special moment for both men. Who could have guessed that just before they crossed the border into the U.S. the guys would meet another bomber crewman who was a mid-upper gunner and served when Bill did. What a fitting way to leave and what a special memory to have. Glen, it sure was great to meet you and we wish you the best. Thanks for helping to make the world a better place!!
Jeremy Simonson of Shell Aerocenter got the plane refueled and after filing another flight plan the guys were off to Minot North Dakota and entry back into the states. Dodging several rain cells as they climbed out it began to rain heavy at the airport as they departed southeast. Rain was intermittent for the entire flight and they landed at Minot ahead of schedule. The tailwinds had held for the entire day and put them a day ahead of schedule.
Landing at Minot two linemen were waiting to tie the plane up as they pulled into the ramp. Strong looking weather was headed for the airport and they wanted the plane safely tied down. Officer Elliot of the customs dept. showed up and began his check of the men's credentials and the contents of the plane. Helpful and efficient the officer had the men through customs quickly.
Calling the Vegas motel the men waited for a shuttle to pick them up. The van pulled up and they were greeted by Karrie who had them quickly loaded and to the motel in no time. Meeting Jessica at the desk she got the guys checked in and both girls gave Rich time to photo them.
With bags in the room the men went to supper in the motel restaurant and were served by Sharon. A real class act is this restaurant! The service and food were superb. If you are ever in Minot North Dakota be sure to stop at the Vegas motel and eat at the "Sevens Bar And Restaurant" you won't be disappointed. Ask for Sharon and she will see you get plenty to eat. Thanks Karrie and Jessica for a sweet welcome and Sharon for a banquet fit for a king!!
After a sumptuous Walleye dinner with bread pudding and cheese cake the guys have settled in for a good nights sleep.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
"Mike" - Another Can West Best
Mike from Can West gave the guys a ride to the motel in Slave Lake. Mike is a commercial pilot and recently moved to the area from Toronto.
Thanks Mike, for a the ride. May you always have a tailwind!
A Smooth Day of travel To Slave Lake
The Last Chancer's left Ft. Nelson at 8:45 am. after returning the red Laurentian and saying hi to Amber who was working the morning shift. Climbing southeast the sky was clear and winds were good for an extra 7 knots. Arriving at Ft. St. John sooner than expected the guys quickly refueled at the Esso fuel stop and departed for Slave Lake. Again the winds were good but it was getting bumpier. 2.4 hours later the men were decending into Slave Lake and another motel. A nice young man named Mike met them on the ramp and refueled the Last Chance. Tying up the airplane and taking their bags to the FBO the men called a motel and booked a room. Now how to get there. Jeff the lineman they met on the way up at CAN WEST came by and said hello and offered to take them in the company truck to the motel. At that moment Mike came in and said his shift was over so he would take them in his truck to the motel. These guys are great! Mike deposited the men at the Lakeside Motor Inn where they were greeted by Sam the owner. Sam is a transplanted South Korean. He's been in Canada for 10 years and is now a citizen. The men told them their story and he was skeptical that Bill was 87. Looking at the website blog on his computer convinced him they were legit.
After a huge supper of spaghetti and meat balls he guys bedded down for the night and planning the next day's travel.
After a huge supper of spaghetti and meat balls he guys bedded down for the night and planning the next day's travel.
Classy Cars and Tiffany
Arriving in Wassila Alaska we rented a car from "Classy Cars". Their man Gary got lost on the way to the airport to pick us up and was he ever embarrassed! ( he didn't want any body to recognize him so we never got his picture) Gary got us back to the office where "Tiffany" took our money and gave us more paperwork. Gary took us back to the airport 4 days later and didn't have any trouble at all finding the way. Way to go Gary and Tiffany!! Thanks again to the great folks at Classy Cars!
Ft. Nelson and the Red Laurentian Rise Again
Landing at Ft. Nelson on the way back we were met by Bob, Jillian's co-worker who fueled us and brought the car around to unload the plane. Bob exhibited the same great attitude and spirit that Jillian and Amber had. Thanks Bob for your help!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Weather, Whitehorse and Watson Lake
The men departed Wasilla at 8:30 on Monday morning. Looking to the southeast it was obvious that the flight would be dealing with low ceilings and rain. At about 500 above the ground the men entered the first series of passes on their way to Gulkana. The ceilings remained 500 above the ground and rose as they approached Gulkana. Filling the Last Chance with fuel there, they pressed on to Northway. At this stop the winds had picked up and given them some good groundspeeds. Calling customs at Northway, filing a flight plan and fueling, the men departed on runway 26. Just as they got to 100 feet the inspection oil door flew open and bent itself into the engine compartment. Rich quickly turned the plane back to the runway and landed. Inspecting the door they found that the top hinge pin had slid 3/4 of the way out letting the door disconect. Rich straighted the door out and reinstalled the pin, which thankfully, was still hanging on by an inch. Then they departed from Northway again and headed into the mountains. A plane arriving from Whitehorse as they were leaving said that 60 miles from Whitehorse the pass was getting bad. Ceiling were coming down and he had only 200 over the ground to clear.
The men pressed on knowing that if if became impassable they could always turn around or land on the road. Finding the ceiling coming down fast at Bear pass the men made it through and on to Whitehorse. Grateful to see the runway and knowing they could now rest the men landed and went through customs. In Canada again they got out their charts and planned the next day's trip. No internet that night as there is none at Whitehorse in the rooms they stayed at.
Awaking this morning at 6 am the men were disappointed to see fog, rain, and no visibility. After breakfast and talking to the Flight service weather people it was decided to wait for a while to see what the weather would do. No one was flying as about 10 other planes were tied on the ramp waiting. Around noon the men checked weather again and found that no one was going from Whitehorse or Watson Lake. Everybody was sitting tight. Rich looked at the long term synopsis of the weather and it was for the same for three days more. Seeing a large system working down from the North they knew if they didn't try it now they would be stranded indefinitely. Loaded and ready the men decided to depart and take a look. It was good until they reach mid point in the mountains and then the ceiling began to get lower and rain started. Pushing on they made it to Teslin lake where 3 planes were waiting on the ramp. As they were passing the Teslin strip Rich gave a pilot report from the air to the men on the ground that the pass was doable to Whitehorse and they all raced to their planes and took off, glad that the Last Chance was the first one through. Straining to see through the rain they pressed on to Watson Lake arriving on schedule. Two more planes were waiting at Watson Lake to go to Whitehorse and after talking to the men they quickly took off and headed north. Fueling up and taking off again they talked to a pilot in a Super cub who was coming in from Ft. Nelson. He said the passes were good and just rain to deal with. He had been able to stay 1500 above the ground. The guys were releaved to hear that and found the conditions just as he said all the way into FT. Nelson where they landed for the night. They found the Red Laurentian again,ready and waiting but no Jillian. Bob was working and brought the car around for the guys to load their gear and it was into town for a well-deserved supper and sleep. Thanks Bob for the great ramp service! Bill did a great job flying today and made some really good takeoffs and two real nice landings! Way to go Bill! (he's one tired puppy tonight!)
The men pressed on knowing that if if became impassable they could always turn around or land on the road. Finding the ceiling coming down fast at Bear pass the men made it through and on to Whitehorse. Grateful to see the runway and knowing they could now rest the men landed and went through customs. In Canada again they got out their charts and planned the next day's trip. No internet that night as there is none at Whitehorse in the rooms they stayed at.
Awaking this morning at 6 am the men were disappointed to see fog, rain, and no visibility. After breakfast and talking to the Flight service weather people it was decided to wait for a while to see what the weather would do. No one was flying as about 10 other planes were tied on the ramp waiting. Around noon the men checked weather again and found that no one was going from Whitehorse or Watson Lake. Everybody was sitting tight. Rich looked at the long term synopsis of the weather and it was for the same for three days more. Seeing a large system working down from the North they knew if they didn't try it now they would be stranded indefinitely. Loaded and ready the men decided to depart and take a look. It was good until they reach mid point in the mountains and then the ceiling began to get lower and rain started. Pushing on they made it to Teslin lake where 3 planes were waiting on the ramp. As they were passing the Teslin strip Rich gave a pilot report from the air to the men on the ground that the pass was doable to Whitehorse and they all raced to their planes and took off, glad that the Last Chance was the first one through. Straining to see through the rain they pressed on to Watson Lake arriving on schedule. Two more planes were waiting at Watson Lake to go to Whitehorse and after talking to the men they quickly took off and headed north. Fueling up and taking off again they talked to a pilot in a Super cub who was coming in from Ft. Nelson. He said the passes were good and just rain to deal with. He had been able to stay 1500 above the ground. The guys were releaved to hear that and found the conditions just as he said all the way into FT. Nelson where they landed for the night. They found the Red Laurentian again,ready and waiting but no Jillian. Bob was working and brought the car around for the guys to load their gear and it was into town for a well-deserved supper and sleep. Thanks Bob for the great ramp service! Bill did a great job flying today and made some really good takeoffs and two real nice landings! Way to go Bill! (he's one tired puppy tonight!)
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Preparing to depart Alaska
After a good nights sleep Rich awoke early and took the car to Anchorage to worship with the Christian Church of Anchorage. There he met with Deryl Titus the minister and some of the other men of the congregation who are interested in outreach to the tribal people. The Titus' hosted Rich for lunch after worship and a great time of fellowship was enjoyed by all. Thanks Deryl and Christine for your warm hospitality!
Returning to Wasilla, Rich and Bill worked on their departure plans. Bill had been working all afernoon on the flight plans and trip navigation. After another great supper at the Bear Brewery the men retired for an good nights sleep as they will be leaving early in the a.m..
Returning to Wasilla, Rich and Bill worked on their departure plans. Bill had been working all afernoon on the flight plans and trip navigation. After another great supper at the Bear Brewery the men retired for an good nights sleep as they will be leaving early in the a.m..
Saturday, June 7, 2008
Lonnie The Lineman
Lonnie Harshman gave the guys some real good advice on how-to, and where-to fish in the Wasilla area.
Bear Sign, Dead Moose and Blackened Halibut
Today was a rest day as Rich was up till 1:45 last night working on the blog and posting pictures. After a 10 a.m breakfast the guys dropped their laundry off to be done and headed north to look for a fishing spot. They arrived at the Nancy Lake area and inquired about the fishing but everyone said it had not been good. Driving back to Wasilla the guys stopped where the highway crosses the Little Susitna river. Taking their rods down to the water they fished for a while and just enjoyed the scenery. Noticing two men loading a canoe onto the river on the other side, they drove over there and found a nice public access to the stream. Rich grabbed his rod and headed down river while Bill was just taking his time and checking his gear.
Rich slowly walked down stream on the bank and fished trying not to get hung up. No action until he got six hundred yards down when he hooked a 12 inch Dolly Varden trout and landed her. Moving a few yards father down he came across moose tracks on the bank. A little farther on he found half a moose carcass that had been cleaned to the bone. Farther on past that he found the other half, also cleaned to the bone. Beginning to feel uneasy that maybe a bear was in the area he began to ease himself back toward the access area. Arriving back at the car he found Bill in conversation with Lonnie Harshman a local from the area. Lonnie is a lineman and lives in Houston just down the road from where the boys were fishing. Lonnie has been in Alaska for 15 years and gave the guys lots of tips on where to fish and how. They were wishing they had met him their first day in the area. Rich and Lonnie also shared ideas on where to do ministry among the natives and Lonnie was a fount of info on that as well. Seems Lonnie has spent a lot of time mentoring the youth in his neighborhood. Hey Lonnie, thanks for a great visit and the offer of fishing gear. Hope we see you next time and can visit more in depth.
The men decided to go east of Wasilla and check out some of the fishing areas that Lonnie had shown them on the map. It was a beautiful and scenic drive from Wasilla to Palmer and then loop back to Wasilla to the north. There were some great spots to get to the river for king salmon that Rich marked down on his map for the next trip.
Picking up their laundry in Wasilla the guys went to supper at the "Bear Brewery" where they enjoyed blackened Halibut with fresh veggies. Man, was that good! Many thanks to the Wisilla policeman who told them it was a good place to eat!
Back in the motel the guys are planning their trip back and Rich a trip to Anchorage tomorrow to visit the Christian church there and speak to the minister about future ministry opportunities. Tomorrow will be a prep day for an early departure Monday as they start the trip back to the lower 48.
Rich slowly walked down stream on the bank and fished trying not to get hung up. No action until he got six hundred yards down when he hooked a 12 inch Dolly Varden trout and landed her. Moving a few yards father down he came across moose tracks on the bank. A little farther on he found half a moose carcass that had been cleaned to the bone. Farther on past that he found the other half, also cleaned to the bone. Beginning to feel uneasy that maybe a bear was in the area he began to ease himself back toward the access area. Arriving back at the car he found Bill in conversation with Lonnie Harshman a local from the area. Lonnie is a lineman and lives in Houston just down the road from where the boys were fishing. Lonnie has been in Alaska for 15 years and gave the guys lots of tips on where to fish and how. They were wishing they had met him their first day in the area. Rich and Lonnie also shared ideas on where to do ministry among the natives and Lonnie was a fount of info on that as well. Seems Lonnie has spent a lot of time mentoring the youth in his neighborhood. Hey Lonnie, thanks for a great visit and the offer of fishing gear. Hope we see you next time and can visit more in depth.
The men decided to go east of Wasilla and check out some of the fishing areas that Lonnie had shown them on the map. It was a beautiful and scenic drive from Wasilla to Palmer and then loop back to Wasilla to the north. There were some great spots to get to the river for king salmon that Rich marked down on his map for the next trip.
Picking up their laundry in Wasilla the guys went to supper at the "Bear Brewery" where they enjoyed blackened Halibut with fresh veggies. Man, was that good! Many thanks to the Wisilla policeman who told them it was a good place to eat!
Back in the motel the guys are planning their trip back and Rich a trip to Anchorage tomorrow to visit the Christian church there and speak to the minister about future ministry opportunities. Tomorrow will be a prep day for an early departure Monday as they start the trip back to the lower 48.
Looking For A Salmon Hole
Matt Peterson (standing)of Valley River Charters and Joe "Banana" Helms moving down river to the next Salmon spot.
Friday, June 6, 2008
Fast Boats, Bananas and The Burma Road
The 4 a.m alarm rang well before the boys were ready for it but the fish were waiting so it was rise and shine. Driving to the Little Susitna river was easy and the fellas found the boat ramp without trouble. Waiting for them was Matt Peterson their guide along with his mother Gloria, who is an avid fisher woman. She took Matt fishing went he was a tyke. Matt's other client, Joe Helms, showed up about the same time and everyone piled into Matt's boat for a chilly ride down river. The place was crawling with jet boats and in the tight quarters of the Little Su river, a run downstream can seem like a Salom race course. Beating everyone to his favorite spot, Matt began rigging the gear. After a short lesson on how to fish for the mighty King Salmon everyone had rods in the water while Matt slowly rowed the boat against the current. Rich was the first to strike but the fish was only on for a moment. Two strong, powerful surges and the salmon was gone. Now everybody was alert. Next to hook up was Joe. Rich grabbed his video camera and moved to the front of the boat to film the action but it didn't last long as this fish too slipped off. Joe was breathing hard and everyone was excited. Next to hook up was Bill but it wasn't to be. This fish too, quickly escaped. Matt had bet ice cream with another guide on who would do the best today and you could see he was beginning to sweat! Boats were racing up and down the river but few were doing any good. After limiting out yesterday it was disappointing to Matt but the guys were having fun and making memories and that's what mattered. Joe suddenly hooked up again and there was a flurry of excitement until this King gave a final rush on the surface and was gone. Four fish, and not a one in the boat! "How could this be", Matt said out loud, as he slid the boat to shore so Joe and Bill could answer the call of nature.
Returning to the boat Joe casually opened up his lunch box and began chewing on a banana. Matt, looking incredulous said, "What is that, are you eating a banana!" Joe, looking like a kid with his hand in the cookie jar, said weakly, "yes". "Get that thing off my boat", said Matt " don't you know nobody brings bananas on a salmon boat, no wonder we aren't catching any fish!" Stuffing what was left of the banana in his mouth, Joe chucked the peel onto the shore and then another whole banana followed. "You had TWO bananas on my boat", shouted Matt,"if you were on a halibut ship you would be swimming by now!" Gloria, Bill and Rich were all getting a big kick out of this good natured torment but poor Joe realized that the whole world would soon know of his dastardly deed. Oh, no Rich would be putting it on the blog tonight!! "Glad it was you and not me", whispered Rich into Joe's ear as they got underway again. Let the novice beware, nobody brings bananas on a fishing boat, especially Matt Peterson's salmon boat!
In spite of Matt's best efforts they didn't boat a fish. But good stories, great people and lots of laughter made for a short but memorable trip. Returning to the dock at noon e-mails were exchanged, hands were shook and promises to return were made. Valley River Charters offers Alaska's finest fishing and Matthew Peterson is one of the top notch guides in the area. The men were indeed fortunate to book with him on such short notice. Everyone assured Matt they had enjoyed the trip in spite of the bananas! Matt you're the best and we will be back that's a promise! Joe, you might try bringing Matt an apple when you return on Monday!
As the guys were walking over to their car Rich stopped to talk to Gloria and ask her where they might find a lake or stream to fish in the afternoon on their own. "We have a small boat on a nice lake full of fish that we would be happy for you to use", replied Gloria. Giving Rich directions and the "secret" combination to the lock on the boat, Gloria said, "just put everything back exactly like you found it." Amazed at such a kind and generous offer Rich was speechless! (a first!) Getting into the car Rich told Bill about Gloria's gesture and they were off to savor another adventure.
Stopping at the Point Mackenzie General Store and Cafe for lunch the fellas were wined and dined by lovely Brittney Boitz. Excited over the prospects of fishing for rainbow trout our intrepid anglers quickly downed Halibut and fries followed by a big bowl of ice cream. A quick photo session with Brittney and the guys were off to explore their new fishing spot.
Giving instructions to Rich on how to find their lake, Gloria had shown them on the map where to get off the main road and follow a winding, twisting dirt trail that was aptly called "The Burma Road". "You should be able to get down it okay with your car" Gloria had said. Coming to a bend in the river road they found the sign that pointed to the ominous sounding "Burma Road". Slowly moving down the trail, they found the drive to be quite adequate and were soon to the lake where they discovered the boat just as Gloria had said. Loading their gear and launching they were soon enjoying the beautiful scenery and peaceful surroundings. Rich quickly began catching small rainbow trout as the fish were hitting the top of the water feeding on little bugs. Bill was fumbling with his fishing rod that looked something like a cross between a conventional reel and the spring off a rear shock absorber. Both men had packed collapsible rods since space was at a premium in the plane. Bill finally got things together and began to fish in earnest. It wasn't long before a light shower began to fall and the guys grabbed their ponchos and hunkered down. Suddenly a crack of thunder jolted them upright as a bolt of lightning shot across the sky. Looking up it was already clearing and the rain stopping. Funny how quickly the weather can change in Alaska!
Putting this day in perspective was easy. It wasn't a river but a pristine lake. It wasn't a limit of Kings but eager little rainbows. It wasn't fish but new found friends! Thanks Gloria, you gave two old men a memory we will cherish! Matt, you got a great momma! Brittney, you serve a mean dish of black cherry ice cream.
Returning to the boat Joe casually opened up his lunch box and began chewing on a banana. Matt, looking incredulous said, "What is that, are you eating a banana!" Joe, looking like a kid with his hand in the cookie jar, said weakly, "yes". "Get that thing off my boat", said Matt " don't you know nobody brings bananas on a salmon boat, no wonder we aren't catching any fish!" Stuffing what was left of the banana in his mouth, Joe chucked the peel onto the shore and then another whole banana followed. "You had TWO bananas on my boat", shouted Matt,"if you were on a halibut ship you would be swimming by now!" Gloria, Bill and Rich were all getting a big kick out of this good natured torment but poor Joe realized that the whole world would soon know of his dastardly deed. Oh, no Rich would be putting it on the blog tonight!! "Glad it was you and not me", whispered Rich into Joe's ear as they got underway again. Let the novice beware, nobody brings bananas on a fishing boat, especially Matt Peterson's salmon boat!
In spite of Matt's best efforts they didn't boat a fish. But good stories, great people and lots of laughter made for a short but memorable trip. Returning to the dock at noon e-mails were exchanged, hands were shook and promises to return were made. Valley River Charters offers Alaska's finest fishing and Matthew Peterson is one of the top notch guides in the area. The men were indeed fortunate to book with him on such short notice. Everyone assured Matt they had enjoyed the trip in spite of the bananas! Matt you're the best and we will be back that's a promise! Joe, you might try bringing Matt an apple when you return on Monday!
As the guys were walking over to their car Rich stopped to talk to Gloria and ask her where they might find a lake or stream to fish in the afternoon on their own. "We have a small boat on a nice lake full of fish that we would be happy for you to use", replied Gloria. Giving Rich directions and the "secret" combination to the lock on the boat, Gloria said, "just put everything back exactly like you found it." Amazed at such a kind and generous offer Rich was speechless! (a first!) Getting into the car Rich told Bill about Gloria's gesture and they were off to savor another adventure.
Stopping at the Point Mackenzie General Store and Cafe for lunch the fellas were wined and dined by lovely Brittney Boitz. Excited over the prospects of fishing for rainbow trout our intrepid anglers quickly downed Halibut and fries followed by a big bowl of ice cream. A quick photo session with Brittney and the guys were off to explore their new fishing spot.
Giving instructions to Rich on how to find their lake, Gloria had shown them on the map where to get off the main road and follow a winding, twisting dirt trail that was aptly called "The Burma Road". "You should be able to get down it okay with your car" Gloria had said. Coming to a bend in the river road they found the sign that pointed to the ominous sounding "Burma Road". Slowly moving down the trail, they found the drive to be quite adequate and were soon to the lake where they discovered the boat just as Gloria had said. Loading their gear and launching they were soon enjoying the beautiful scenery and peaceful surroundings. Rich quickly began catching small rainbow trout as the fish were hitting the top of the water feeding on little bugs. Bill was fumbling with his fishing rod that looked something like a cross between a conventional reel and the spring off a rear shock absorber. Both men had packed collapsible rods since space was at a premium in the plane. Bill finally got things together and began to fish in earnest. It wasn't long before a light shower began to fall and the guys grabbed their ponchos and hunkered down. Suddenly a crack of thunder jolted them upright as a bolt of lightning shot across the sky. Looking up it was already clearing and the rain stopping. Funny how quickly the weather can change in Alaska!
Putting this day in perspective was easy. It wasn't a river but a pristine lake. It wasn't a limit of Kings but eager little rainbows. It wasn't fish but new found friends! Thanks Gloria, you gave two old men a memory we will cherish! Matt, you got a great momma! Brittney, you serve a mean dish of black cherry ice cream.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
A Walk in the Rain, Fishing Rods and the Blind Leading the Blind
Rich walked back to Trapper John's Cabin at midnight in the rain. He had spent the evening at the West Rib Pub & Grill using their WiFi to finish the day's blog and had not noticed it had started to pour. Soaked and tired it didn't take long to fall asleep once he dried off. The next morning the guys called Colin from Hudson's Flying Service and he came and picked them up and took them to the airport. Bill and Rich loaded the plane and then did several practice take off's and landings. They finally turned the Last Chance toward Anchorage and climbed into the morning sun and broken clouds. They began discussing their plans for fishing in Wasilla near Anchorage when Bill asked, "Where are the fishing rods?" Both men suddenly realized they hadn't loaded them in the plane or the car! Back in Trapper John's cabin lay the guy's precious rods and tackle boxes. Looking at each other sheepisly they turned the Last Chance back towards Talkeetna. Upon landing Rich ran back to the FBO where he found the place packed with people. Jay Hudson graciously took him back to the cabin and retrieved the rods. Jay, Thanks for not calling Rich a "dummy" even if you were thinking it! With the fishing gear finally loaded the men departed chagrined but glad to have their salmon swords.
Landing at Wasilla, 25 miles north of Anchorage, the guys met Dave Glenn of Grasshopper Aviation who quickly offered the guys one of his tie down spots for the Last Chance. Dave is a Vietnam Vet and is seriously involved in helping all Veterans get their proper benefits from the government. Dave is Community Coordinator and 2nd Vice President of "Never Again" sponsored by the Vietnam Veterans of America Mat-Su chapter 903. Dave flys a Cherokee Six and a Maule in a single pilot 135 scenic flight operation. Way to go Dave!
After Dave helped the guys get a rental car it was off to explore Wasilla and look for somewhere to fish. After much searching and seeking and talking to this one and that one the guys finally got some help from Tom at the Sportsmen's Warehouse. Tom was very knowledgeable and sent the men off to Big lake with a good map. Half way to Big Lake Bill looked at Rich and said, "Where's the fishing rods?" (Seems like we heard that one before!) Neither man could remember loading the rods into the car from the plane so they swung by the airport and there were the rods and tackle boxes laying on the ground by the plane. Nothing was missing and as the men got back into the car with the gear Rich looked at Bill and said, "The blind leading the Blind!"
It's getting scary what these two can't remember!
At Big Lake they discovered there are no boats for rent but did they ever get some great help from Dennis Yap at Burkeshore Marina on Big Lake. Dennis is a former air traffic controller and does he know salmon fishing! Giving the guys advice on where to go and who to see they finally were able to book a half day guided trip on the little Su River with Matt Peterson. Hey Dennis, thanks for sharing some secrets with a couple of fish who were definitely out of their element!
After a light supper Bill and Rich retired early to arise before dawn to pursue the mighty King Salmon! More tomorrow.
Landing at Wasilla, 25 miles north of Anchorage, the guys met Dave Glenn of Grasshopper Aviation who quickly offered the guys one of his tie down spots for the Last Chance. Dave is a Vietnam Vet and is seriously involved in helping all Veterans get their proper benefits from the government. Dave is Community Coordinator and 2nd Vice President of "Never Again" sponsored by the Vietnam Veterans of America Mat-Su chapter 903. Dave flys a Cherokee Six and a Maule in a single pilot 135 scenic flight operation. Way to go Dave!
After Dave helped the guys get a rental car it was off to explore Wasilla and look for somewhere to fish. After much searching and seeking and talking to this one and that one the guys finally got some help from Tom at the Sportsmen's Warehouse. Tom was very knowledgeable and sent the men off to Big lake with a good map. Half way to Big Lake Bill looked at Rich and said, "Where's the fishing rods?" (Seems like we heard that one before!) Neither man could remember loading the rods into the car from the plane so they swung by the airport and there were the rods and tackle boxes laying on the ground by the plane. Nothing was missing and as the men got back into the car with the gear Rich looked at Bill and said, "The blind leading the Blind!"
It's getting scary what these two can't remember!
At Big Lake they discovered there are no boats for rent but did they ever get some great help from Dennis Yap at Burkeshore Marina on Big Lake. Dennis is a former air traffic controller and does he know salmon fishing! Giving the guys advice on where to go and who to see they finally were able to book a half day guided trip on the little Su River with Matt Peterson. Hey Dennis, thanks for sharing some secrets with a couple of fish who were definitely out of their element!
After a light supper Bill and Rich retired early to arise before dawn to pursue the mighty King Salmon! More tomorrow.
One of the"West Rib's" Finest
Lovely Noelle made sure the guys got all they could eat at the West Rib Pub and Grill in Talkeetna. She made sure Rich's ice tea glass was full while he labored late into the night on the Blogspot. Thanks Noelle! Sorry about the picture but I don't know how to rotate them on this laptop!
Another of Mahay's Great Employees
Josh behind the counter. Josh just escaped the lower 48 to Alaska. Hey Josh, bet you come back next year, or maybe you won't leave! Best Wishes
Trapper John's Cabin
Bill in Trapper John's Cabin. All the conviences of home with no running water but a one-holer out back. Talk about a trip back in time. Hey Jay, you were right, we will never forget our night at Trapper John's. Thanks again for your hospitality!
One Of Mahay's Best
Sandy is a pretty important person at Mahay's Riverboat Service but we forgot her title. We saw her doing practically everything. Sandy made sure the guys got back to Trapper John's Cabin after their fishing trip. Thanks Sandy you were swell!
Alaskan Fishing Guide Extraordinaire
Rhett Nealis of Mahay's Riverboat Service. Mahay's and Rhett get a five star rating from the "Last Chancers". Rhett, may your life be filled with the best!
The Hawaiian Couple
Rich rode back to the park from Healy in a shuttle and sat next to Bobbi from Hawaii who was carrying her husband Jim's Ukeleli in a case. When they got off the shuttle Rich told Jim (who had no idea who Rich was) to pose with his wife and she would explain why. Rich snapped a picture and raced off to meet Bill at the plane leaving Jim scratching his head and Bobbi laughing! Now you know Jim - Bon Voyage!
Camera Service In the Mountains
Paul owns the camera shop in Healy where Rich got video disks for the camera. Great shop Paul and you know your stuff!
McKinley Park's Finest
Terry the shuttle driver who took Rich from the plane to get film disks for the video camera. Great driver and really knows the park. Stay healthy Terry
"Budget's Best"
The young man who dropped Rich off back at the plane after dropping off the rental car at Budget. Lost the sheet with his name, sorry! but you were great! All right!
we found his name. Damien you were swell!
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Denali, Blackhawks Down Under And Where The Road Ends
After an early breakfast and dropping off the rental car to the nice gals at Budget
RentaCar Penny and Evie, in the Fairbanks International Airport, Damien from Budget ran Rich back over to the "Last Chance" where Bill was ready and waiting to go. Departing Fairbanks and climbing to 2500' they found the highway leading south into the Denali range and soon entered the mountains. Realizing this would be filled with spectacular vistas enroute to Talkeetna, Rich energized the video camera only to find that the disk was full. Quickly realizing they were out of film, Bill intiated a descent into the Mckinley Park (Denali) airstrip. Battling swirling winds and a steep approach with other aircraft ahead they landed safely. Rich caught a shuttle to Healy Pass. On the way Rich met two ladies waiting for a shuttle, a mom and daughter. Turned out the mother was from Kansas City and the daughter was from Washington D.C. Snapping a quick picture and they yelling their names to him as he caught a different bus than they, it sounded like they were the "Copper" girls or that was the daughter's name. Anyway they were charming. Have a great trip girls!
The camera store in Healy, run by Paul, supplied all their needs and Rich returned to the plane with plenty of disks and batterys. Thanks Paul! Bill had been patiently waiting for his return and was approached by a moose and her two calves but he didn't have his camera ready. Rich snuck up on him and started shaking the wing and Bill thought the moose had come back and was trying to eat the plane! They both had a good laugh!
With a short gravel strip sloping uphill and 3000' of density altitude the fellas knew this was going to be a maximum effort to lift off. The "Last Chance" struggled to break free from the grade but finally lifted off and they began a circling ascent to get above the peaks. At 2500' above the ground and climbing they heard a flight of 10 Blackhawk Helicopters calling "North of "Windy Pass' at 2,000 heading south." Rich called them for a better position report and about that time all ten passed under the "Last Chance" about 200' below. Talking to the lead helicopter and counting as they passed beneath them, the guys fell into trail behind the blackhawks as they all entered the Summit pass. The Blackhawks quickly pulled away and saluted Bill once Rich told them who they were and what they were up to. The lead officer replied that they were deploying as a unit to the "desert". God speed, Airmen in the Blackhawks and we pray for your safe return!! Thanks for your courage and determination!!
Little did the men know that the excitement was just beginning. Fifteen minutes later a plane called a position report 20 miles south of the "Last Chance" and heading north up the pass. Setting themselves up to pass safely in the narrow confines of the mountain valley the other pilots, Dave and Jim made a circling pass around the "Last Chance". Rich got some great video as they made a graceful arc and departed to the north. Great piloting Dave!!
Again, these complete strangers saluted Bill when Rich told them the "Last Chance" story. Radios and air to air communications are just great!
Upon reaching Talkeetna the guys set up for approach to land and the pattern was filled with airplanes. Talkeetna has to be the busy airport they have ever seen. Aircraft taking off and landing everywhere and the ramp brimming with people and planes. Bill made a great landing. When Rich introduced Bill to the boss of the FBO, Jay Hudson, and told him he was a crewmember on B-17's in WWII, Jay really went to work to see the men enjoyed their stay. Colin from Hudson's Air Service made reservations for the guys at the local lodge and agreed to pick them up in the morning when they were ready to leave. Talkeetna is known as the place where "The road ends and life begins". 368 people make up this village and the Denali range surrounds it. Needless to say, it is a jumping off place for those who want to view, photograph, climb or muse over Mt. Mckinley (native,"Denali"). The Talkeetna river runs through town and supports a thriving river industry and fishery. Rich had mentioned to Jay Hudson that the guys wanted to wet a line for a few hours and Jay quickly gave them the short tour of town, deposited their gear in "Trapper John's Cabin" and drove them to "Mahay's Riverboat Service". Walking up to Steve Mahay Jay said, "Steve this man is 87 years old and flew 17 missions in B-17's over Germany and they want to fish for a few hours. I told them your the man." Just like that Jay jumped in his car and left.
How do you begin to describe Steve Mahay? Alaska legend and world famous river jet boat expert, Steve is also a consumate gentleman and made the men feel instantly at home while in the presence of someone special. Summoning his son Isreal, Steve told him they were going to get the guys on the river somewhere quickly. They told the guys to get lunch and come back in 45 minutes and all would be ready. Rich briefly
explained "Last Chance" and then said they he was also an ordained minister. Steve smiled broadly and said, "So am I". In an instant that wonderful spiritual chord was struck!
After lunch the men returned and Steve put them in the van with all the gear and they headed to the river. "I have one of my top guides waiting for you. He is donating his time this afternoon to both of you. One of my boats and all the gear is at your disposal at no cost and I hope you enjoy your time on the river." The guys were stunned at such a generous offer! Arriving at the river and introducing them to Alaskan fishing guide Rhett Nealis, Steve was quickly gone, on his way back to take care of some more clients arriving from everywhere.
The men were warmly greeted by Rhett and quickly felt his unabashed love of Alaska and people. Roaring upriver in the 425 horsepower jet boat the men marveled at Rhett's navagating skills. This is a mountain river with rapids and log snags everywhere. With a deft touch Rhett manuevered the boat around every dangerous obstacle and into each quiet eddy and had the men cast for trout. But fishing was tough as the season is a little late this year. Rich boated one small Dolly Varden trout while Bill struck out but it was an absolutely superb afternoon. A great boat, on a great river, with a great guide, all in the Lord's great "Creation". What more could two men ask for!! As a final touch, Rhett ran the boat downstream and pulled over to an exposed bank where the men could get a clear photo of the great mountain "Denali". It was a fitting end to an experience that neither man will ever forget. Many, Many, thanks Rhett for a memorable afternoon! Steve Mahay, what can be said except that you are a true example of brotherly love and humility in action. We can only hope to do so well!! Isreal, Sandy and Josh you lived up to the Mahay Motto, "the customer first" Thanks!
A nice dinner was enjoyed by Bill and Rich at the West Rib Pub & Grill in Talkeetna where Noelle made sure the guys had all they needed in food and drink. Thanks Noelle for your kindness and sweet smile!
The most exciting day so far and this trip is only half over. Wonder what's in store for tomorrow? Stay tuned!
RentaCar Penny and Evie, in the Fairbanks International Airport, Damien from Budget ran Rich back over to the "Last Chance" where Bill was ready and waiting to go. Departing Fairbanks and climbing to 2500' they found the highway leading south into the Denali range and soon entered the mountains. Realizing this would be filled with spectacular vistas enroute to Talkeetna, Rich energized the video camera only to find that the disk was full. Quickly realizing they were out of film, Bill intiated a descent into the Mckinley Park (Denali) airstrip. Battling swirling winds and a steep approach with other aircraft ahead they landed safely. Rich caught a shuttle to Healy Pass. On the way Rich met two ladies waiting for a shuttle, a mom and daughter. Turned out the mother was from Kansas City and the daughter was from Washington D.C. Snapping a quick picture and they yelling their names to him as he caught a different bus than they, it sounded like they were the "Copper" girls or that was the daughter's name. Anyway they were charming. Have a great trip girls!
The camera store in Healy, run by Paul, supplied all their needs and Rich returned to the plane with plenty of disks and batterys. Thanks Paul! Bill had been patiently waiting for his return and was approached by a moose and her two calves but he didn't have his camera ready. Rich snuck up on him and started shaking the wing and Bill thought the moose had come back and was trying to eat the plane! They both had a good laugh!
With a short gravel strip sloping uphill and 3000' of density altitude the fellas knew this was going to be a maximum effort to lift off. The "Last Chance" struggled to break free from the grade but finally lifted off and they began a circling ascent to get above the peaks. At 2500' above the ground and climbing they heard a flight of 10 Blackhawk Helicopters calling "North of "Windy Pass' at 2,000 heading south." Rich called them for a better position report and about that time all ten passed under the "Last Chance" about 200' below. Talking to the lead helicopter and counting as they passed beneath them, the guys fell into trail behind the blackhawks as they all entered the Summit pass. The Blackhawks quickly pulled away and saluted Bill once Rich told them who they were and what they were up to. The lead officer replied that they were deploying as a unit to the "desert". God speed, Airmen in the Blackhawks and we pray for your safe return!! Thanks for your courage and determination!!
Little did the men know that the excitement was just beginning. Fifteen minutes later a plane called a position report 20 miles south of the "Last Chance" and heading north up the pass. Setting themselves up to pass safely in the narrow confines of the mountain valley the other pilots, Dave and Jim made a circling pass around the "Last Chance". Rich got some great video as they made a graceful arc and departed to the north. Great piloting Dave!!
Again, these complete strangers saluted Bill when Rich told them the "Last Chance" story. Radios and air to air communications are just great!
Upon reaching Talkeetna the guys set up for approach to land and the pattern was filled with airplanes. Talkeetna has to be the busy airport they have ever seen. Aircraft taking off and landing everywhere and the ramp brimming with people and planes. Bill made a great landing. When Rich introduced Bill to the boss of the FBO, Jay Hudson, and told him he was a crewmember on B-17's in WWII, Jay really went to work to see the men enjoyed their stay. Colin from Hudson's Air Service made reservations for the guys at the local lodge and agreed to pick them up in the morning when they were ready to leave. Talkeetna is known as the place where "The road ends and life begins". 368 people make up this village and the Denali range surrounds it. Needless to say, it is a jumping off place for those who want to view, photograph, climb or muse over Mt. Mckinley (native,"Denali"). The Talkeetna river runs through town and supports a thriving river industry and fishery. Rich had mentioned to Jay Hudson that the guys wanted to wet a line for a few hours and Jay quickly gave them the short tour of town, deposited their gear in "Trapper John's Cabin" and drove them to "Mahay's Riverboat Service". Walking up to Steve Mahay Jay said, "Steve this man is 87 years old and flew 17 missions in B-17's over Germany and they want to fish for a few hours. I told them your the man." Just like that Jay jumped in his car and left.
How do you begin to describe Steve Mahay? Alaska legend and world famous river jet boat expert, Steve is also a consumate gentleman and made the men feel instantly at home while in the presence of someone special. Summoning his son Isreal, Steve told him they were going to get the guys on the river somewhere quickly. They told the guys to get lunch and come back in 45 minutes and all would be ready. Rich briefly
explained "Last Chance" and then said they he was also an ordained minister. Steve smiled broadly and said, "So am I". In an instant that wonderful spiritual chord was struck!
After lunch the men returned and Steve put them in the van with all the gear and they headed to the river. "I have one of my top guides waiting for you. He is donating his time this afternoon to both of you. One of my boats and all the gear is at your disposal at no cost and I hope you enjoy your time on the river." The guys were stunned at such a generous offer! Arriving at the river and introducing them to Alaskan fishing guide Rhett Nealis, Steve was quickly gone, on his way back to take care of some more clients arriving from everywhere.
The men were warmly greeted by Rhett and quickly felt his unabashed love of Alaska and people. Roaring upriver in the 425 horsepower jet boat the men marveled at Rhett's navagating skills. This is a mountain river with rapids and log snags everywhere. With a deft touch Rhett manuevered the boat around every dangerous obstacle and into each quiet eddy and had the men cast for trout. But fishing was tough as the season is a little late this year. Rich boated one small Dolly Varden trout while Bill struck out but it was an absolutely superb afternoon. A great boat, on a great river, with a great guide, all in the Lord's great "Creation". What more could two men ask for!! As a final touch, Rhett ran the boat downstream and pulled over to an exposed bank where the men could get a clear photo of the great mountain "Denali". It was a fitting end to an experience that neither man will ever forget. Many, Many, thanks Rhett for a memorable afternoon! Steve Mahay, what can be said except that you are a true example of brotherly love and humility in action. We can only hope to do so well!! Isreal, Sandy and Josh you lived up to the Mahay Motto, "the customer first" Thanks!
A nice dinner was enjoyed by Bill and Rich at the West Rib Pub & Grill in Talkeetna where Noelle made sure the guys had all they needed in food and drink. Thanks Noelle for your kindness and sweet smile!
The most exciting day so far and this trip is only half over. Wonder what's in store for tomorrow? Stay tuned!
Hi Grandpa
Hi there Dad. I was trying to figure out how to add video to the blog for you and the boys wanted to help. So here is a little note from Ian & Joel. I hope you enjoy!
Love
Cheryl
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Rest & Recuperation, Dirty Laundry & Wally World
The guys slept in till 7am and awoke rested and refreshed in
Fairbanks. It was quickly decided that a day of relaxation and reorganizing was in order. Dirty laundry was dropped off at B&C Laundromat and Sarah the attendant did all the men's dirty clothes for $20. Thanks Sarah!
After breakfast at Denny's they went to the airport and viewed the water landing strip better known as the "float pond". While there they were suddenly engulfed by a swarm of huge mosquitoes. Glad the windows were up on the rental car! The men then got the "Last Chance" over to the fuel pump and refueled for tomorrow's planned departure for Talkeeton Alaska at 8am.
A trip to Walmart for fishing licenses and mosquito head nets was next on the list. Rich had been calling Christian churches and finally was able to set up a meeting at Brewsters with Erik Dickerson Minister of the "Journey" Christian church in Fairbanks. They all enjoyed drinks and discussion before Erik had to rush off for an appointment. Thanks Erik for your time and we will be in touch.
Next Rich spoke with Paul Worsham in Ambler Alaska by cell phone. Paul was excited to share with Rich his work among the Inupaiq indians 50 miles north of the Artic circle. Ambler is 280 air miles northwest of Fairbanks and the men decided it was too far to tackle with the "Last Chance" on this trip. Paul indicated that someone with Rich's abilities and an airplane is sorely needed there in Ambler so this was a very promising contact.
They guys enjoyed a great supper at Brewsters again and retired for more blogging and rest at the Motel. Stay tuned for tomorrow!
Fairbanks. It was quickly decided that a day of relaxation and reorganizing was in order. Dirty laundry was dropped off at B&C Laundromat and Sarah the attendant did all the men's dirty clothes for $20. Thanks Sarah!
After breakfast at Denny's they went to the airport and viewed the water landing strip better known as the "float pond". While there they were suddenly engulfed by a swarm of huge mosquitoes. Glad the windows were up on the rental car! The men then got the "Last Chance" over to the fuel pump and refueled for tomorrow's planned departure for Talkeeton Alaska at 8am.
A trip to Walmart for fishing licenses and mosquito head nets was next on the list. Rich had been calling Christian churches and finally was able to set up a meeting at Brewsters with Erik Dickerson Minister of the "Journey" Christian church in Fairbanks. They all enjoyed drinks and discussion before Erik had to rush off for an appointment. Thanks Erik for your time and we will be in touch.
Next Rich spoke with Paul Worsham in Ambler Alaska by cell phone. Paul was excited to share with Rich his work among the Inupaiq indians 50 miles north of the Artic circle. Ambler is 280 air miles northwest of Fairbanks and the men decided it was too far to tackle with the "Last Chance" on this trip. Paul indicated that someone with Rich's abilities and an airplane is sorely needed there in Ambler so this was a very promising contact.
They guys enjoyed a great supper at Brewsters again and retired for more blogging and rest at the Motel. Stay tuned for tomorrow!
The Fairbanks Welcome Wagon
Patrick Sawyer was on his way home from work at the airport when Bill shanghied him to take the men to the rental car place on the other side of Fairbanks International Airport. Pat is a guide for a local trekking outfit known as North Alaska Tour Company. The guys are really getting good at Diplomatic Relations. (better known as cajoling the locals into helping them!)
Toby the Chef
Toby is the 13 year-old chef at the Airport Lodge in Northway Alaska. This young man cooks a mean hamburger and Curly fries!
Joining Up North of Whitehorse
Bob and Perry pulled up alongside "Last Chance" as the men departed Whitehorse and took pictures they promised to send to the fellas via email.
The Yucca Valley Boys and N714QR
Bob Dunn and Perry Eaton from Yucca Valley California getting ready to depart Whitehorse for Burwash. Bob was in Vietnam in 1967 the year before Rich.
The Windsock at Whitehorse
This is the actual windsock at Whitehorse British Columbia. A DC-3 mounted on a pedestal that rotates in the slightest breeze. It is supposed to be the only one in the world.
Farewell to North 60 Petro
Branden Carey of North 60 Petro saw the men off to Burwash from Whitehorse the next morning. Sorry about the orientation of the picuture, it's not yet known how to rotate the image!
Tight Squeeze for the Bombadier
This picture was in the museum and clearly shows the pilot, copilot, and engineer in the top cockpit and the bombadier in the pexiglass nose. This position is where Bill
spent sometimes up to 8 hours cramped in over a bombsight.
On approach into Watson Lake
Watson lake was the most remote stop so far. We met Valorie of Angus air here and she refueled us and then we went to a WWII mini museum at the airport. It was quite interesting. The next picture is one that Rich took of a display on the B-17 bomber crews.
Hello from down under
Hi Dad and Richard,
Your trip sounds wonderful! I wish I could join you for some fishing now that you are in Alaska. I talked to some folks in Fairbanks and they said the trout, northern pike, and grayling are biting. They offer all day fishing trips via a float plane if you are interested. Sounds like fun to me. Get some rest and stay away from those bears! Here is the info on the fishing charter in Fairbanks. Contact Rick at: Marina Air, Inc.1219 Shypoke DriveFairbanks, Alaska 99709 (907) 479-5684
Love and Best Wishes,
Beth
Your trip sounds wonderful! I wish I could join you for some fishing now that you are in Alaska. I talked to some folks in Fairbanks and they said the trout, northern pike, and grayling are biting. They offer all day fishing trips via a float plane if you are interested. Sounds like fun to me. Get some rest and stay away from those bears! Here is the info on the fishing charter in Fairbanks. Contact Rick at: Marina Air, Inc.1219 Shypoke DriveFairbanks, Alaska 99709 (907) 479-5684
Love and Best Wishes,
Beth
Monday, June 2, 2008
Hi, Dad!
Hi, Dad. I hope you are doing well. We just got back from our own adventure/vacation in Florida. We had our own little bear in the car with us during our trip too. 16 hour drives and 18 month olds don't mix!! It sounds like you are having a good trip. Be careful. We are thinking of you and reading about your journey. Love you!
Katie
Sleepy Ensigns, U.S. Customs and Toby the Chef
The guys awoke early (5am) again they just can't get their internal clocks adjusted to the gaining hours, (3 since leaving the states). It had been agreed over supper with the other pilots traveling to Alaska that they would all leave at 8 am and form up for an air to air photo shoot north of Whitehorse.
Yesterday they met Bob Dunn and Perry Eaton from Yucca Valley California when they landed at Whitehorse. They are flying Bob's C-185 N714QR to Alaska to have floats installed. Bob is a State Farm Insurance Agent and has flown Alaska many times so he was a fount of information for the guys. Perry has his fixed wing and rotor wing ratings and just got hired to fly the Grand Canyon Tours in a twin Otter.
Lloyd and his flight instructor Lee, Bill & Rich and Bob & Perry all met on the ramp with their planes at 8 am but no ensigns. It seems those youngerster had overslept. Craig ran down to apologize and say goodbye and everybody blasted off. The "Last Chance" was first because she's the slowest. Bob & Perry came next and caught up with the guys about 14 miles north and they started shooting film. After several manuevers and poses Bob and Perry blasted off to Burwash and left the guys in their wake.
It wasn't long after, that the two ensigns, Craig and Dan, called and they established contact with the Last Chancers. They raced to catch up since their plane is faster but never did until they all reached Northway Alaska and customs. Bill & Rich and Bob & Perry had stopped at Burwash to file a flight plan and call customs but the Navy guys were more efficient (all that Academy training you know) and filed from Whitehorse to Northway in one leg. They still didn't catch us though, the sleepy heads. Winds were great all morning and everybody had another spectacular ride through the mountains. Arriving at Northway, LLoyd and Lee were just finishing customs (they had left before everybody) and Bob & Perry were already in the restaurant eating lunch. Craig and Dan were just landing as the "Last Chance" was going through customs so it was a pretty neat gathering of a WWII bomber vet, three Vietnam vets, and two "brand new" Navy Ensigns all going into Alaska at the same time. This trip is just getting better and better.
Young Toby of the Airport Lodge at Northway took care of everyone's fuel and fixed all of the men their lunches. Rich kept asking him if he had any help but he said "No, he always cooked alone". Puzzled by how young Toby looked, Rich later walked back in the kitchen as Toby was preparing lunch for some new arriving pilots and asked him how old he was. "13", he replied, as if everbody runs a fuel stop and restaurant at that age all by himself. Man these Alaskan people are sure self-reliant!!
The men all said their goodbyes and everybody took off in different directions from Northway. It sure was great to meet these men, eat a meal together and share a few hours of fellowship. Thanks Craig & Dan, Bob & Perry, Lloyd & Lee for a memorable day. Fly Safe and may you always have a tailwind!!
Bill & Rich left for Fairbanks Alaska by 3 pm and arrived at 5:30. On approach to Fairbanks International airport Bill went to turn on the carb heat and the handle wouldn't move. They landed without incident and Rich uncowled the plane while Bill went to get a rental car. It was discovered that the carb heat cable had worn a grove in the actuator stop and would not let the actuator move. Rich filed it down and all is working well now. Rich got the trip log out and totaled the hours of flight time since they left Macon, would you believe 33.4!! 178 gallons of fuel, 3 quarts of oil and 6 days later the "last Chancers" have finally arrived in Alaska!
Bill came back with Patrick Sawyer in tow. Pat works for Alaska Tour Company as a guide. He took the guys over to the main terminal in his truck (after moving his two beautiful Huskys to the back) and waited until they had a rental vehicle. Thanks Patrick !! Get that pilots license soon and stay away from the bears!!
The guys have rented a room at a motel close to the airport and after supper at "Brewster's" (wonderful Rhaspberry iced tea) are bedding down for the night. More tomorrow!
Yesterday they met Bob Dunn and Perry Eaton from Yucca Valley California when they landed at Whitehorse. They are flying Bob's C-185 N714QR to Alaska to have floats installed. Bob is a State Farm Insurance Agent and has flown Alaska many times so he was a fount of information for the guys. Perry has his fixed wing and rotor wing ratings and just got hired to fly the Grand Canyon Tours in a twin Otter.
Lloyd and his flight instructor Lee, Bill & Rich and Bob & Perry all met on the ramp with their planes at 8 am but no ensigns. It seems those youngerster had overslept. Craig ran down to apologize and say goodbye and everybody blasted off. The "Last Chance" was first because she's the slowest. Bob & Perry came next and caught up with the guys about 14 miles north and they started shooting film. After several manuevers and poses Bob and Perry blasted off to Burwash and left the guys in their wake.
It wasn't long after, that the two ensigns, Craig and Dan, called and they established contact with the Last Chancers. They raced to catch up since their plane is faster but never did until they all reached Northway Alaska and customs. Bill & Rich and Bob & Perry had stopped at Burwash to file a flight plan and call customs but the Navy guys were more efficient (all that Academy training you know) and filed from Whitehorse to Northway in one leg. They still didn't catch us though, the sleepy heads. Winds were great all morning and everybody had another spectacular ride through the mountains. Arriving at Northway, LLoyd and Lee were just finishing customs (they had left before everybody) and Bob & Perry were already in the restaurant eating lunch. Craig and Dan were just landing as the "Last Chance" was going through customs so it was a pretty neat gathering of a WWII bomber vet, three Vietnam vets, and two "brand new" Navy Ensigns all going into Alaska at the same time. This trip is just getting better and better.
Young Toby of the Airport Lodge at Northway took care of everyone's fuel and fixed all of the men their lunches. Rich kept asking him if he had any help but he said "No, he always cooked alone". Puzzled by how young Toby looked, Rich later walked back in the kitchen as Toby was preparing lunch for some new arriving pilots and asked him how old he was. "13", he replied, as if everbody runs a fuel stop and restaurant at that age all by himself. Man these Alaskan people are sure self-reliant!!
The men all said their goodbyes and everybody took off in different directions from Northway. It sure was great to meet these men, eat a meal together and share a few hours of fellowship. Thanks Craig & Dan, Bob & Perry, Lloyd & Lee for a memorable day. Fly Safe and may you always have a tailwind!!
Bill & Rich left for Fairbanks Alaska by 3 pm and arrived at 5:30. On approach to Fairbanks International airport Bill went to turn on the carb heat and the handle wouldn't move. They landed without incident and Rich uncowled the plane while Bill went to get a rental car. It was discovered that the carb heat cable had worn a grove in the actuator stop and would not let the actuator move. Rich filed it down and all is working well now. Rich got the trip log out and totaled the hours of flight time since they left Macon, would you believe 33.4!! 178 gallons of fuel, 3 quarts of oil and 6 days later the "last Chancers" have finally arrived in Alaska!
Bill came back with Patrick Sawyer in tow. Pat works for Alaska Tour Company as a guide. He took the guys over to the main terminal in his truck (after moving his two beautiful Huskys to the back) and waited until they had a rental vehicle. Thanks Patrick !! Get that pilots license soon and stay away from the bears!!
The guys have rented a room at a motel close to the airport and after supper at "Brewster's" (wonderful Rhaspberry iced tea) are bedding down for the night. More tomorrow!
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Mr. "Eveready", the Ensigns and 30 Buffalo at 200 Feet
After a good night's sleep at the Blue Bell Motel the guys headed back to the airport only to find that their ride, the red Laurentian was dead again. The battery apparently just no good. Asking a motel maid if anyone had jumper cables she pointed to a truck pulling in for gas and said, "ask him he should know". On the side of his truck it said "Eveready". Laughling Rich approached him and asked him if he was the battery man, "no, but what do you need". Explaining they needed a jump start Dan the "Eveready" man said he did not have any but would be right back. Before they could protest he was off to get a pair. Returning quickly and starting the car he replied, "I've lived here a lot of years and I never leave anyone stranded." Thanks Dan!!
Arriving at the airport, it was deserted. The guys prepared the plane and as they were getting ready to depart a Bellanca Citabria landed and taixied up beside them. Two young men got out and came over and introduced themselves and aked if the men were the ones flying to Alaska. Turns out they were on their way to Alaska after just having graduated from the Naval Academy at Annapolis and they were spending their 3 week leave flying up. Dan Gift and Craig Wright are college buddys and hope to be flying F-18 someday soon. The men departed Ft. Nelson and flew the tough leg to Watson Lake in 3.3 hours and landed with 5.2 gallons of fuel left. At Watson lake
the guys were met by Valorie who quickly and efficiently refueled the "Last Chance".
Valorie and Angus her husband own and operate Angus Air Charters from Watson Lake. Valorie is herself a longtime pilot and has her own "Super Cub" on floats, (lucky girl!) After discovering it was a $60 round trip cab fare into town the men decided to press on to Whitehorse for the night. Off they went into the wild blue as the two ensigns had landed and were refueling. 2.3 hours later the guys landed at Whitehorse just in time to see the fire bombers departing to work a fire north of the airport. The ensigns landed soon after and all the guys were met by Lloyd on the ramp. Lloyd is from Colorado and is flying up to Alaska to spead his mother's ashes. Lloyd is a Vietnam vet and served there in the Army the same time Rich was there. All the guys agreed to meet in town for supper so there should be plenty of stories for the blog tomorrow!
There is no internet service available so Terry part owner of North 60 Aviation Center allowed Rich to use his office computer to write this blog. Thanks Terry!
Arriving at the airport, it was deserted. The guys prepared the plane and as they were getting ready to depart a Bellanca Citabria landed and taixied up beside them. Two young men got out and came over and introduced themselves and aked if the men were the ones flying to Alaska. Turns out they were on their way to Alaska after just having graduated from the Naval Academy at Annapolis and they were spending their 3 week leave flying up. Dan Gift and Craig Wright are college buddys and hope to be flying F-18 someday soon. The men departed Ft. Nelson and flew the tough leg to Watson Lake in 3.3 hours and landed with 5.2 gallons of fuel left. At Watson lake
the guys were met by Valorie who quickly and efficiently refueled the "Last Chance".
Valorie and Angus her husband own and operate Angus Air Charters from Watson Lake. Valorie is herself a longtime pilot and has her own "Super Cub" on floats, (lucky girl!) After discovering it was a $60 round trip cab fare into town the men decided to press on to Whitehorse for the night. Off they went into the wild blue as the two ensigns had landed and were refueling. 2.3 hours later the guys landed at Whitehorse just in time to see the fire bombers departing to work a fire north of the airport. The ensigns landed soon after and all the guys were met by Lloyd on the ramp. Lloyd is from Colorado and is flying up to Alaska to spead his mother's ashes. Lloyd is a Vietnam vet and served there in the Army the same time Rich was there. All the guys agreed to meet in town for supper so there should be plenty of stories for the blog tomorrow!
There is no internet service available so Terry part owner of North 60 Aviation Center allowed Rich to use his office computer to write this blog. Thanks Terry!
Saturday, May 31, 2008
N6503S Sporting Her New Logo
The morning the men left Macon Rich surprised Bill with decals for both sides of "Last Chance". It's official now! Many thanks to the sweet ladies at Show Me Signs in Macon, Missouri for their quick service!
Bill, Bruce Marsh & "Last Chance" at Lloydminster
Warbird fan Bruce March greeted Bill the next morning before takeoff and wanted his picture and autograph before the men departed. Bill is now officially a celebrity!
Approach to runway 26 at Slave Lake
Bill flying and Rich filming on approach to runway 26 at Lesser Slave lake. The lake can be seen just off the opposite end. I hope Bill can get this thing stopped in time!
The giant mosquito "Honey Bee"
It's been reported that there is not one single mosquito in Canada, they are all married and have raised very large families!
Message from the grandkids
Hi Grandpa,We hope you are having a great trip! Remember, don't feed the bears and stay away from Canada's mosquitoes!
Love
Paige, Ian & Joel
Jillian & Amber and the Red Laurentian
The men awoke to a car alarm going off in the hotel parking lot at 6 am and couldn't get back to sleep so it was into the shower and breakfast. Rich walked down the street to get a picture of the giant Bee statue that he thought was a mosquito. The hotel owner's wife showed up and took them to the airport. She scared them with her driving and they were glad to get out of the car especially since she didn't speak english. They departed Donnellson for Fort St. John at 9:35 am and the ceilings were low for a while but cleared up pretty quickly. On approach to St. John they lost radio contact with the tower so landed anyway. Rich finally got the frequency problems cleared up and apologized to the tower to which they could have cared less.
At Ft. Saint John the fellas went to North Cariboo Air where a local pilot Bob Fedderly warmly greeted them. Bob introduced Rich to Randy Gee who owns North Cariboo Air and the two guys commenced to fill him in on the local scoop on how to fly the next two legs of the trip. Bob owns Fedderly Transportation LTD. and services the oil field, etc. They showed Rich all the landing strips and which route was best, etc. Thanks Bob and Randy for the great Canadian pilot tips!
May you always have a tailwind!
Off Fort Saint John for Fort Nelson the guy were only 20 miles out when they spied two black bear about a 1/4 apart. They are really starting to feel like this is wilderness. After 2.4 hours the men reached Ft. Nelson and were greeted on the ramp by Jillian the linelady who promptly filled up the plane and showed the guys where to tie down for the night. It turns out Jillian's uncle owns Skynorth Av Fuels and has he really got a great neice working for him. Jillian gave the guys a car for the night, a 1975 Pontiac "Laurentian" (this is an actual real model of Pontiac which neither of the guys had ever heard of). Big sweeping body lines and bright solid red, they boys jumped in and she wouldn't start, dead battery! Jillian hollers "Amber!" and Amber appears and begins to help clean the cables and fill the battery water and hook up the charger. Now this gal is talented. Not quite 21, she drives a 1969 GMC to work, which she maintains herself, has a bulldozer of her own which her grandma gave her. She also has 6 horses, one of which is a Percheron stallion which she breeds to her Quarter horse mares to develope pack horses. Rich asked her who taught her all the mechanical things and she poudly replied, "My Grandma!" Wow! these British Columbians are something!
With bags loaded into the red "Laurentian" the guys headed off to downtown Ft. Nelson to get a motel. Jillian had already called all the motels and located the most reasonable one available. How's that for line service! What a sweet gal!! and pretty too! Thanks Jillian and Amber!! With a belly full of Chinese food the men have settled in for the night at the Blue Bell Motel.
At Ft. Saint John the fellas went to North Cariboo Air where a local pilot Bob Fedderly warmly greeted them. Bob introduced Rich to Randy Gee who owns North Cariboo Air and the two guys commenced to fill him in on the local scoop on how to fly the next two legs of the trip. Bob owns Fedderly Transportation LTD. and services the oil field, etc. They showed Rich all the landing strips and which route was best, etc. Thanks Bob and Randy for the great Canadian pilot tips!
May you always have a tailwind!
Off Fort Saint John for Fort Nelson the guy were only 20 miles out when they spied two black bear about a 1/4 apart. They are really starting to feel like this is wilderness. After 2.4 hours the men reached Ft. Nelson and were greeted on the ramp by Jillian the linelady who promptly filled up the plane and showed the guys where to tie down for the night. It turns out Jillian's uncle owns Skynorth Av Fuels and has he really got a great neice working for him. Jillian gave the guys a car for the night, a 1975 Pontiac "Laurentian" (this is an actual real model of Pontiac which neither of the guys had ever heard of). Big sweeping body lines and bright solid red, they boys jumped in and she wouldn't start, dead battery! Jillian hollers "Amber!" and Amber appears and begins to help clean the cables and fill the battery water and hook up the charger. Now this gal is talented. Not quite 21, she drives a 1969 GMC to work, which she maintains herself, has a bulldozer of her own which her grandma gave her. She also has 6 horses, one of which is a Percheron stallion which she breeds to her Quarter horse mares to develope pack horses. Rich asked her who taught her all the mechanical things and she poudly replied, "My Grandma!" Wow! these British Columbians are something!
With bags loaded into the red "Laurentian" the guys headed off to downtown Ft. Nelson to get a motel. Jillian had already called all the motels and located the most reasonable one available. How's that for line service! What a sweet gal!! and pretty too! Thanks Jillian and Amber!! With a belly full of Chinese food the men have settled in for the night at the Blue Bell Motel.
Friday, May 30, 2008
The Bee Captial of the World and a Ride in a "Honey Wagon"
After another good nights sleep in Lloydminster Saskatchewan the men awoke to strong winds out of the northwest, no tailwinds today for sure. After walking two blocks to a cafe for breakfast they called a cab and met cabbie Richard "Poppie" Anderson who took them to the airport. Poppie works for Lloyd Taxi and gave the guys a jolly ride. Thanks Poppie!!
Lineman Bruce Marsh met the fellas as they were loading the "Last Chance" and upon learning Bill was a WWII vet and bomber crewmember asked for pictures with the men and their autographs. They are officially celebrities now! Bruce and long-time manager Dennis fuel the guys and got them a qt of oil and it was off runway 26 and into 20 knot headwinds. Thanks Dennis and Bruce!!
The gps continues to show intermittent xm signal but they figured it's working okay just the signal is dropping out occassionally. It showed a line of weather ahead but just light showers. The showers turned into low ceilings as well so the guys ran the scud at 500' for 60 or so miles before running out the northwest side into good vfr conditions. They had a short bout of carb ice as the temps dropped to 40 degrees and with plenty of moisture they had to turn on the carb heat for about 30miles until into the clear. The Garmin xm weather showed a front ahead and as they crossed the front the winds slacked and the groundspeeds pick up. The first stop was at Slave Lake Alberta. Jeff the lineman and brand new pilot at "West Can" fueled the plane and gave the guys keys to an airport truck to go to Subway for a sandwich. It was decided to press on to Donnelly Alberta. The departure off runway 26 at Slave lake is spectacular, right out over the lake. With clearing skys and slackening winds the men made it into Donnelly and landed at 4:15. Donnelly is a small town and the airport is unattended but they spied a man pumping out the septic tank with a huge "honey wagon" so Rich jumped out and hailed him about a ride to town. Wade Chabot is part owner of Danoe Vacuum & Potable Water Services and was more than happy to take Rich to the local B&B to get rooms while Bill tied down the plane. Turns out the B&B was now defunct and Wade needed to dump his load of "honey" before the sewage plant closed so he and Rich took care of that and then Wade drove to the hotel in Falher where Rich procurred a room for two. At first the Korean owner and his wife did not believe that there was an airport in Donnelly since they live there but Wade soon persuaded them that they were legit. Next it was back to the field to pick up Bill who had "Last Chance" all bedded down for the night. Then back to the Motel to drop off their gear. Rich & Bill invited Wade and his wife Carmen to dinner and as they were driving into downtown Falher they passed a huge wire statue of what Rich thought was a mosquito. "They grow mosquitos big here in Canada" said Rich laughingly, upon which Wade turned around and said seriously that it was a honey bee and Falher is the "Bee Capital Of The World" to which everyone busted a gut. Imagine, landing at Donnelly next to Falher the Bee capital of the world and getting chauffered around the area in a sewer truck affectionately known as "honey wagons". It could only happen to the "last Chancers"! A really special thanks to Wade and Carmen Chabot for their above and beyond the call of duty effort! May you always be up wind of that "honey" Wade!!
Lineman Bruce Marsh met the fellas as they were loading the "Last Chance" and upon learning Bill was a WWII vet and bomber crewmember asked for pictures with the men and their autographs. They are officially celebrities now! Bruce and long-time manager Dennis fuel the guys and got them a qt of oil and it was off runway 26 and into 20 knot headwinds. Thanks Dennis and Bruce!!
The gps continues to show intermittent xm signal but they figured it's working okay just the signal is dropping out occassionally. It showed a line of weather ahead but just light showers. The showers turned into low ceilings as well so the guys ran the scud at 500' for 60 or so miles before running out the northwest side into good vfr conditions. They had a short bout of carb ice as the temps dropped to 40 degrees and with plenty of moisture they had to turn on the carb heat for about 30miles until into the clear. The Garmin xm weather showed a front ahead and as they crossed the front the winds slacked and the groundspeeds pick up. The first stop was at Slave Lake Alberta. Jeff the lineman and brand new pilot at "West Can" fueled the plane and gave the guys keys to an airport truck to go to Subway for a sandwich. It was decided to press on to Donnelly Alberta. The departure off runway 26 at Slave lake is spectacular, right out over the lake. With clearing skys and slackening winds the men made it into Donnelly and landed at 4:15. Donnelly is a small town and the airport is unattended but they spied a man pumping out the septic tank with a huge "honey wagon" so Rich jumped out and hailed him about a ride to town. Wade Chabot is part owner of Danoe Vacuum & Potable Water Services and was more than happy to take Rich to the local B&B to get rooms while Bill tied down the plane. Turns out the B&B was now defunct and Wade needed to dump his load of "honey" before the sewage plant closed so he and Rich took care of that and then Wade drove to the hotel in Falher where Rich procurred a room for two. At first the Korean owner and his wife did not believe that there was an airport in Donnelly since they live there but Wade soon persuaded them that they were legit. Next it was back to the field to pick up Bill who had "Last Chance" all bedded down for the night. Then back to the Motel to drop off their gear. Rich & Bill invited Wade and his wife Carmen to dinner and as they were driving into downtown Falher they passed a huge wire statue of what Rich thought was a mosquito. "They grow mosquitos big here in Canada" said Rich laughingly, upon which Wade turned around and said seriously that it was a honey bee and Falher is the "Bee Capital Of The World" to which everyone busted a gut. Imagine, landing at Donnelly next to Falher the Bee capital of the world and getting chauffered around the area in a sewer truck affectionately known as "honey wagons". It could only happen to the "last Chancers"! A really special thanks to Wade and Carmen Chabot for their above and beyond the call of duty effort! May you always be up wind of that "honey" Wade!!
What fun it must be flying over all that beautiful country! Sounds like you're having a great time, and as usual, that's due in no small part to the wonderful people you're meeting along the way. Please be sure to take photos when you can. The two of you obviously make a great team, so keep up the good work, make the most of every minute, and know the Pearce crew in California is checking in every day to see how you're doing.
Love & Cheer,
WJP
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Closed Runways and No Bear Hunting in Alaska
The "Last Chance" was ready and waiting when the guys arrived back at the Kenmare N. Dakota airstrip this morning.The sky was damp with low ceilins. Sandy from the Sand Way Ve motel took the men to breakfast and then to the airport. While checking weather with FSS they told Rich the airport had been closed the day before yesterday. They saw no yellow x's when they landed only mowers. Checking outside, a construction crew informed the fellas that they had indeed landed at a closed airfield. The mower man had moved the yellow x's so he could cut the grass. The foreman said, "you got 20 minutes to get out of town". After hugs from Sandy, a hurried refueling and a shortfield takeoff the guys repositioned the plane to Mohall N.Dakota (20 miles away) where they were greeted by a charming young lady named Tracey who works for Bowers AG of Mohall. With a call to customs and a VFR flight plan filed the men took off for Regina Canada and crossed the border at 10am.
Landing at Regina at 11:15 the "Last Chance" pulled up to the customs office right on schedule. Canadian Border Services Officer "Joanne" met the plane and began the process of checking the guys in country. All business but very friendly, Joanne shared the bad news that the Winchester 44 mag carbine was not allowed as the barrel was too short for Canadian regulations! We had to make arrangements to stow the gun in Regina until we return to pick it up on the way back. Was Bill ever dissappointed !! but the Alaska bears are rejoicing! The bright side is they picked up 6 lbs off the weight and balance and they get to see Joanne again on return. (Nice lady!) Thanks Joanne. Pat from Shell Aero center refueled the "Last Chance" and Rozie the CSR (customer service representative) at Aero Center refueled Bill with coffee and Rich with a huge chocolate Chip cookie. Rozie (pronounced "Rosie") has the prettiest red hair you ever saw! Thanks Pat and Rozie!
The men departed Regina at 1 pm and headed to Lloydminster Canada. Enroute thunderstorms were encountered but a hasty turn to the southwest got the plane around the cells and then beautiful clear skys. The gps xm weather was intermittent all the way to Lloydminster and Rich discovered upon landing that one of the cables on back was loose. Hoping that fixes the problem. At Lloydminster on of the local commercial pilots, Jim and his beautiful companion Emily, gave the guys a ride into town and the Ivanhoe Motel. Thanks Jim & Emily! More flight planning tonight and then supper and the blogspot. Fuel costs today were $5.31 per gal at Kenmare, at Regina it was $1.85 per litre. 48 litres (about 10 gals U.S.) was $88.80. If the caculations are correct that means $8.80 per gallon! Ouch!
Landing at Regina at 11:15 the "Last Chance" pulled up to the customs office right on schedule. Canadian Border Services Officer "Joanne" met the plane and began the process of checking the guys in country. All business but very friendly, Joanne shared the bad news that the Winchester 44 mag carbine was not allowed as the barrel was too short for Canadian regulations! We had to make arrangements to stow the gun in Regina until we return to pick it up on the way back. Was Bill ever dissappointed !! but the Alaska bears are rejoicing! The bright side is they picked up 6 lbs off the weight and balance and they get to see Joanne again on return. (Nice lady!) Thanks Joanne. Pat from Shell Aero center refueled the "Last Chance" and Rozie the CSR (customer service representative) at Aero Center refueled Bill with coffee and Rich with a huge chocolate Chip cookie. Rozie (pronounced "Rosie") has the prettiest red hair you ever saw! Thanks Pat and Rozie!
The men departed Regina at 1 pm and headed to Lloydminster Canada. Enroute thunderstorms were encountered but a hasty turn to the southwest got the plane around the cells and then beautiful clear skys. The gps xm weather was intermittent all the way to Lloydminster and Rich discovered upon landing that one of the cables on back was loose. Hoping that fixes the problem. At Lloydminster on of the local commercial pilots, Jim and his beautiful companion Emily, gave the guys a ride into town and the Ivanhoe Motel. Thanks Jim & Emily! More flight planning tonight and then supper and the blogspot. Fuel costs today were $5.31 per gal at Kenmare, at Regina it was $1.85 per litre. 48 litres (about 10 gals U.S.) was $88.80. If the caculations are correct that means $8.80 per gallon! Ouch!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
First Leg Complete
The men completed the final preparations for departure and climbed out from Macon, Missouri at 9:15 May 28th. Landed at Storm Lake Iowa after 2.4 hours for fuel. The friendly folks at Bart's Flying Service refueled them (Bart Himself!)and then it was off for Aberdeen N.Dakota at 11:15. Landing at Aberdeen after 2.5 hours the guys found the friendly people at Quest Aviation ready to refuel the plane and give them a courtesy car to hop over to Culvers for lunch. Then it was off to Minot N. Dakota for the final leg. Enroute it was decided to press on to Kenmare N.Dakota just 30 miles from the Canadian border. After arrival at Kenmare a nice lady working on the computer at the airport took the guys to the San Way Ve Motel. Thanks Michelle! At San Way Ve the owner (Sandy) gave the fellas a great room at a great price $46. Thanks Sandy! So far the folks in the Dakotas have been more than accomodating. Tomorrows plan is to get started at a slower pace and not try to get too far. Remembering that this trip to Alaska is a journey not a destination! Thanks to all the family and friends who helped get this adventure off the ground and to the border. More news later!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Final Preparations to Depart
The permanent registration for the plane arrived today and were the guys happy! They could not leave until it was in the plane as you can't enter Canada with a temporary registration. Rich & Bill changed the oil in the "Last Chance" today and stowed all their gear in the plane. The weight and balance came out close but manageable so all is a go. Bill showed up with a brand new Winchester 44 mag. carbine so if any of those Alaska bears show up the boy are ready! The plan is to depart in the morning, Weds, May 28th at 9 am. They hope to make Minot, North Dakota on this first leg and then Canada and customs on thursday. If the weather cooperates they hope to be deep into Canada on Friday.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Dad & Bill,
I'm so excited that you are able to take this trip. A little envious too. :0) I pray that you both have a fantastic time and that it will be everything you imagine. I will be praying for you that all goes well and that little "Last Chance" performs wonderfully. I look forward to seeing how things are going.
Enjoy your time!
Cheryl
I'm so excited that you are able to take this trip. A little envious too. :0) I pray that you both have a fantastic time and that it will be everything you imagine. I will be praying for you that all goes well and that little "Last Chance" performs wonderfully. I look forward to seeing how things are going.
Enjoy your time!
Cheryl
Saturday, May 17, 2008
With frustrations mounting over the inoperable charging system we called Higginsville Avionics Lab in Higginsville, Missouri and they suggested we bring the plane back to them to check their installation of the Garmin 496. We flew down Friday morning and Tech Stanton quickly discovered a fuse holder hidden under the dash that controlled the exciter voltage to the regulator. The fuse holder was damaged and making intermittent contact. Apparently this fuse was installed when the alternator kit was put on years ago. Why it was hidden under the dash we will never know! Stanton installed a circut breaker on the front panel and we are now back in business. Thanks to the great techs at Higginsville Avionics Lab all systems are go!!
Friday, May 16, 2008
As can be expected with any trip we are dealing with the unexpected. We put the "Last Chance" in the Higginsville Avionics Lab shop last week to have a new Garmin 496 installed and on the trip back to Macon the charging system quit. Rich is busy trouble shooting the problem and hopes the old girl will be back in the air by the weekend. We forgot to mention that Rich is also an A&P and IA and is doing the maintenance on the plane for the trip. The next big project is to gather all supplies together and start weighing things to make sure the wieght and balance will be correct.
Bill is doing the flight planning under Rich's supervision and has just about got each leg completely figured out. Basically we will go from Macon, Mo. to Minot, North Dakota and then into Canada for customs. Then to Whitehorse and follow the AlCan highway to Fairbanks, Alaska with many stops inbetween.
Bill is doing the flight planning under Rich's supervision and has just about got each leg completely figured out. Basically we will go from Macon, Mo. to Minot, North Dakota and then into Canada for customs. Then to Whitehorse and follow the AlCan highway to Fairbanks, Alaska with many stops inbetween.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Here is a little of their personal history .
Roscoe (Bill) L. Pearce was born in Downing, Missouri in 1920 and grew up on a farm east of town. He attended school in a one room school house called "Energy" but the kids called it "possum holler". He went to high school in Downing and college at Northeast Missouri State teachers college in Kirksville, Missouri. He then earned his Masters from the University of Missouri at Columbia. After college he worked for 36 yrs at Dow Chemical as a chemical engineer and troubleshooter. He met and married Louise Dye from Bevier and they have three children William, Claudia and Belinda. Louise passed away in 2003. During WWII Bill entered the army air corps and became a bombardier in B-17's. He made 17 bombing missions over Germany.
Richard Castle was born in East Liverpoole, Ohio in 1948 and grew up in a suburb of St. Louis, Missouri. He graduated from Ritenour Senior High and got his Bachelors degree from Central Christian College of the Bible in Moberly, Missouri. He is an ordanined minister in the Christian church and a flight instructor and commercial pilot flying for a non-profit mental health corporation. He is married to Julie and have 4 kids, Lisa, Cheryl, Katie & Matthew and 7 grandchildren. He is a decorated Vietnam vet with service dates from 1968-1969 in Vietnam. His father was a WWII fighter ace, flying P-38's in the south pacific. He shot down five Japanese bombers to be called an ace. He abandoned his family (wife and 5 kids) in 1954 and disappeared. He resurfaced 40 years later and Richard met him briefly for one hour and he was gone again. He is 87 years old but still alive as far as is known. His father is Nial Castle and believed to be an Airforce Colonel when retired.
It is ironic that an 87 year old WWII vet (Bill) would be taught to fly by a Vietnam vet (Richard), the son of a WWII fighter ace, who never knew his father. Bill and Rich's father fought in the same war and both doing so in aircraft. One was a bombardier and the other a fighter ace. One was in the sky over Germany and the other over the islands of the south pacific.
Roscoe (Bill) L. Pearce was born in Downing, Missouri in 1920 and grew up on a farm east of town. He attended school in a one room school house called "Energy" but the kids called it "possum holler". He went to high school in Downing and college at Northeast Missouri State teachers college in Kirksville, Missouri. He then earned his Masters from the University of Missouri at Columbia. After college he worked for 36 yrs at Dow Chemical as a chemical engineer and troubleshooter. He met and married Louise Dye from Bevier and they have three children William, Claudia and Belinda. Louise passed away in 2003. During WWII Bill entered the army air corps and became a bombardier in B-17's. He made 17 bombing missions over Germany.
Richard Castle was born in East Liverpoole, Ohio in 1948 and grew up in a suburb of St. Louis, Missouri. He graduated from Ritenour Senior High and got his Bachelors degree from Central Christian College of the Bible in Moberly, Missouri. He is an ordanined minister in the Christian church and a flight instructor and commercial pilot flying for a non-profit mental health corporation. He is married to Julie and have 4 kids, Lisa, Cheryl, Katie & Matthew and 7 grandchildren. He is a decorated Vietnam vet with service dates from 1968-1969 in Vietnam. His father was a WWII fighter ace, flying P-38's in the south pacific. He shot down five Japanese bombers to be called an ace. He abandoned his family (wife and 5 kids) in 1954 and disappeared. He resurfaced 40 years later and Richard met him briefly for one hour and he was gone again. He is 87 years old but still alive as far as is known. His father is Nial Castle and believed to be an Airforce Colonel when retired.
It is ironic that an 87 year old WWII vet (Bill) would be taught to fly by a Vietnam vet (Richard), the son of a WWII fighter ace, who never knew his father. Bill and Rich's father fought in the same war and both doing so in aircraft. One was a bombardier and the other a fighter ace. One was in the sky over Germany and the other over the islands of the south pacific.
Roscoe L. Pearce ("Bill") is 87 years old and Rich is teaching him to fly in his old Cessna 150 airplane that He sold him. This blog will be their journal for a flying trip from Macon, Missouri to Alaska in that airplane. They are leaving on May 29, 2008 and will spend approximately 3 weeks flying to Alaska and back. This trip was Rich's dream. When he sold the airplane to Bill he mentioned that he had always wanted to fly it to Alaska. Bill liked the idea too so they decided to make it one of Bill's long cross country trips for his private license. (and we do mean Loooong!) This will be a once in a lifetime trip for both men since Bill is 87 and Rich is 60.
Bill has had 6 flight instructors and his last flight instructor gave up on teaching him. The flight school chief instructor implied that he was too old and told him he would never get his license. This naturally was a tremendous let down for Bill until he met Rich. Rich was inspired to teach him and the two came up with creative ways to over come the difficulties of learning at an advanced age. Out of their successes and failures came the the "Last Chance" logo for the airplane. Bill came up with that name one morning after a difficult and trying flight lesson and it struck a chord in both men . Bill and Rich flew aggressively all last summer and then they took the plane to Houston Texas for the winter so Bill could continue his lessons there with a local flight instructor. Rich was worried that Bill might lose his hard won skills by a long winter lay off as Bill winters in Texas and summers in Missouri. Bill has logged 83 hours and soloed the airplane in March with Juan Bran his Texas flight instructor . That was a momentous day for Bill. He now has more than 15 solo landings and his confidence is growing daily. He has made 3 long cross country trips with Rich to Oklahoma and Texas. Many thanks to Juan Bran and his patience and encouragement in getting Bill to solo. It's true! You can teach an old dog new tricks, it just takes looooooonger!
Bill has had 6 flight instructors and his last flight instructor gave up on teaching him. The flight school chief instructor implied that he was too old and told him he would never get his license. This naturally was a tremendous let down for Bill until he met Rich. Rich was inspired to teach him and the two came up with creative ways to over come the difficulties of learning at an advanced age. Out of their successes and failures came the the "Last Chance" logo for the airplane. Bill came up with that name one morning after a difficult and trying flight lesson and it struck a chord in both men . Bill and Rich flew aggressively all last summer and then they took the plane to Houston Texas for the winter so Bill could continue his lessons there with a local flight instructor. Rich was worried that Bill might lose his hard won skills by a long winter lay off as Bill winters in Texas and summers in Missouri. Bill has logged 83 hours and soloed the airplane in March with Juan Bran his Texas flight instructor . That was a momentous day for Bill. He now has more than 15 solo landings and his confidence is growing daily. He has made 3 long cross country trips with Rich to Oklahoma and Texas. Many thanks to Juan Bran and his patience and encouragement in getting Bill to solo. It's true! You can teach an old dog new tricks, it just takes looooooonger!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Come back soon
We are in the process of organizing our trip. Come back soon for some history on the both of us and how our trip is going.
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