After enjoying delicious hamburgers and a Guinness, we returned to the hotel. I went straight to bed, while Amy wanted to do some more research on this pitot problem.
In the (very) early hours of the morning, I was woken up by a beaming Amy: "I've found a solution to our problem. There's a stock of spare parts recovered from wrecks in Hangar 13, and apparently they have a Pitot heating system recovered from a Mooney."
Breakfast was quickly eaten and we were at the hangar for opening time. The part was quickly acquired and Amy attempted to install it on the Mohawk.
After two hours of work, she cursed, "I don't understand this damn switch. As soon as we attach it to something, it refuses to flip."
"Maybe the bracket warps when it's attached? It's from a wreck, after all. Let's not waste any more time. We'll manage with the speed indicated by the GPS if the problem occurs again. I'm comfortable with the plane and the conditions are improving, so it should be fine."
Amy didn't seem too happy. She doesn't like it when she can't solve a problem.
So we put away our tools and took two thermos flasks of hot tea with us. And off we went to...
Leg 3 and 4
Upon takeoff from South Bend, the weather seemed perfect, but we quickly encountered fog and turbulence. Then the clouds returned, but we remained in VFR conditions.
Upon arriving at Lansing Municipal (KIGQ), after a brief radio exchange with the control tower indicating that due to the cold weather no one would be coming outside to see the planes, we decided to make a low pass before heading back to Lawrence J. Timmerman Airport.
This airport is well know in our community.
As we flew over Chicago, I mentioned that my wife had visited the city a few years ago.
"You see the stadium over there? It's Wrigley Field. My wife went to see a baseball game there. Half of the stadium was in the shade with spectators wrapped up warm, and the other half was in the sun with spectators wearing just jumpers. Of course, she was in the shaded area. She still says it was her coldest trip, even though she has since been to Norway when it was -18°C, but at least she was dressed for it."
Amy laughed. "It sounds like your wife travels a lot on her own. Why don't you go with her?"
"Well, for one thing, my wife likes to travel alone. She says it helps her meet local people. And for another, we have a dog, and she can't go everywhere, so I stay at home to look after her. And then I often have to do all the aeroplane ferries on my own too." I replied.
"And you get to meet lovely young women that way." said Amy, laughing.
"Lovely young women? I haven't seen a single one yet on this adventure."
"Thank you!" she replied in a sharp voice.
"Come on, Amy. I'm joking,"
The rest of the flight was uneventful, with chit-chat about this and that.
As we began our descent towards Timmermans KMWC, the pitot tube took another cold snap. Visibility was perfect, there was no turbulence or wind, and the landing went smoothly. We really liked the car park. Flying time: 1H40'
We could have continued on to Leg 5, but 1 hour and 40 minutes in a cold aeroplane (outside temperature -18 degrees Celsius, inside no more than 4 or 5), even with thermos flasks of hot tea and heavy jacket, is still a tiring experience, and given the reception at the airport, we decided to stay there and enjoy until the next day .
To be continued...