Lots of final prep to do for 322MX so the Flying Fish has been spending a lot of time in the hangar checking things off the list.

& the Flying Fish

322MX on the ground in Indiana
He’d already flown solo from Seattle to Boston via Boulder, Grand Rapids and Niagara Falls on his first leg. The second leg took him down the coast over NYC, the Outer Banks and Myrtle Beach. The third leg would take us both from the Appalachians to Arizona. I met up with him in Kentucky where we spent a weekend climbing in the Red River Gorge before heading west.
Fall colors in Eastern Kentucky
The Red River Gorge is where I'd learned to climb and I'd been wanting to take the Flying Fish there for ages. It's still as gorgeous as ever - the landscape hasn't changed, the rock is still soft and delightfully overhanging. We spent the night at Miguels, the day in the forest and just enough time hanging on the rock to fall in love with the Red all over again...

After waiting out a couple of days of weather, we turned west and headed out across the plains. We stopped in Tulsa to visit my ancient and frail grandma (not nearly so frail in mind and spirit as she is in her bones). It was a delight to see her and spend a little time with family in Tulsa. After that we headed south and another stop in East Texas to visit some old friends. From there we took off west across the vast empty scrub of Texas, and kicked up north to drop in on Santa Fe. We were making up time lost to the weather and moved pretty quickly until we got to Arizona, where all of a sudden the landscape started getting really interesting.

My heartfelt thanks go to the huge group of talented friends old and new who offered their brains, brawn, and moral support to this at-times overwhelming project; there’s no way I could have done it alone. Special thanks go to my longtime partners in crime, Steve and Scobie, who spent long days and nights in the shop running wire, grinding glass, and brainstorming the coolest possible ways to solve a thousand problems along the way. And of course to my wife, who propped me up with unconditional support and enthusiasm through the most difficult times. Building an airplane in 14 months is not a recipe for a balanced lifestyle and I feel lucky to be surrounded by such an understanding circle of friends willing to forgive countless unanswered calls and emails, not to mention constant rejection of their invitations to come out and play.
Most people don’t have the luxury of a job flexible enough to shoehorn a 1600-hour side project into a year of “fulltime” work. I’ve been incredibly fortunate to have such a competent management team running day-to-day operations of the business and allowing me to obsess over this dream in the back of the warehouse. Sandy and Justin have blossomed in their skills and responsibilities at the company, and while it may reflect poorly on my management skills, the business is in a better place than it’s ever been since I stepped sideways and let them make things happen. Thanks and congrats to both of them.
Thanks also to the dedicated and incredibly helpful people who supplied equipment and expertise on the business side of the project. People passionate enough about building airplanes to create businesses around them are a special breed, and I was amazed by the enthusiasm, support and integrity of just about every vendor we worked with. Perhaps we were lucky, but I would choose every one of them again without a moment’s hesitation and recommend them to anyone considering their own build project. In particular, Jason and the gang at Aerotronics, Sue and Bart at Aerosport Power, Bob Archer, Zach at Fibertech Composites, Lou and Brian at Kitplanes Northwest, Jim at North County Bank, and of course Ted Setzer and all the folks at NewGlasair provided a level of service and support that went far beyond what you’d expect from any normal business.
With the big milestone behind us, I’ll be flying off my required 40 hours of flight testing while tweaking and calibrating all the systems. After that, drop me a line and let’s go flying!

