Barrier Island Station At Kitty Hawk
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Washed the boat, ate prime rib and visited with other cruisers headed south. Tomoorrow is a long day. We are going to try to make an 85 mile run. No viable place to stop in the Alligator River. Sole marina doesn't have enough depth for us to use it. No other options other than anchoring out and we don't want to have to do that. We'll see how that works out.
My mom, dad, brother, and I drove to Norfolk so my mom and I could get to the airport. As soon as we got there we pretty much had to say bye to my dad. (my brother was dropped off at my grandparents)Then we got on a plane to go to Chicago. In Chicago we stayed in the airport and after awhile we had to run to get to our gate which was like ...
... to clean the connectors" was his opening line. No it's fine we left the door open last night and the battery is dead, I replied. Before i could say anything else he was disconnecting our battery and from what i could tell giving it a sanding with a long metal stick. "This happens all the time, I'll have you up and running in no time, I'm a retired mechanic". What the f#ck old man - I thought I had this under control. Now John who we said farewell to ...
... their right hand to hold on and their hip to control the steering. Luckily the plane did not go very high or very far! When it finally worked on 17 December 1903 the brothers managed 4 flights, the best one lasting 59 seconds in the air and traveling 852ft. This first plane was called the Wright Flyer and we saw the real one in the Smithsonian museum in ...
... a Scotsman, named Henry Campbell, made a nail for Lynnie and showed us his skills with forging and use of the Spring Pole Lathe. The bent limb was a sort of spring that returned the treadle after each movement. Later, an authentic Irishman, named Jack, and from Dublin, had a grand visit with Lynnie. He's a retired Ph.D., who wanted to stay involved in life and now works here. Both men were quite gregarious and taught us much about ...