Travels With Puff: A Gentle Game of Life and Death by Richard Bach & Dan Nickens

Author:Richard Bach & Dan Nickens
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Body, Mind & Spirit, Transportation, Travel, Essays & Travelogues, General, Spirituality, Personal Memoirs, Biography & Autobiography, Aviation
ISBN: 9781937777036
Publisher: NiceTiger
Published: 2013-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

I set the anchor for a tiedown, “Now you stay here, Puff,” I thought.

Ha-ha, she muttered in her sleep.

I walked with the crowd around the seaplanes. Of the fifteen airplanes there at the moment, nine were SeaReys.

It was a successful Splash-In, beautiful aircraft on display in America’s Seaplane City. We stayed a while, then nosed out of the foliage and took off for Dan Nickens’ lake. Our first day of the journey across the country was Dan’s last in the hangar, finishing Jennifer’s inspection.

He had mentioned that it would be important for me to get Puff ready for salt water landings, and I had read about what this means.

As we were landing, I thought We’ll get ready for the salt, realized Puff could hear and expected her to flinch. Salt water operation is a terror for most seaplanes, corrosive as acid, unless care’s taken.

Not a flicker of concern.

My Granma Cat landed in salt water every day.

An unfrightened remark, more than a pep talk for a difficult flight ahead.

Dan took time from his work to hand me a can of Par-Al-Ketone (which I used to call paralketone, before he taught me how important it is to pronounce chemical names correctly), thick waxy stuff one applies with a brush.

“The more work you do now,” he said, “The less you’ll have to do later.” That sounded ominous, and the ominousity deepened when he handed me the brush and can. “You’ll need to apply this, carefully, to every nut and bolt on the airplane.” (Note: there are five hundred million nuts and bolts on a SeaRey.)

Three hours later, hoping never to taste Par-Al-Ketone again so long as I might live, I was ready to start fogging the interior of Puff’s wings and fuselage with Corrosion-X, to protect it all, inside every strut and cranny . . . any place salt spray could reach, which would be everywhere.

Two hours later it was almost night, Dan finished with his inspection, I adding a vow never to breathe more than a pint of Corrosion-X for so long as I might live and by the way no more Par-Al-Ketone either thank you, ever.

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