Day 4 - Flying to Paris

20th May 2006
In the early hours of the morning the emergency helicopter returned from its mission. Sleeping out in the open
you tend to be on guard as a natural instinct, so a chopper is not going to have a hard time waking you up
especially when it land 150 ft from Trike and You ! I was concerned the rotor down draft would........ blow Mr P around and I was ready to spring up and hold him down if necessary. I am sure the chopper crew would have had a good laugh at a guy in a panic holding down his aircraft with just his underpants on but there was no wind from the chopper at all. I don’t get it.

Just after first light we were off. We had to skip the invite to “the fly in” up North and fly South. The primary GPS failed about 30 minutes into the flight so we got out the back up. No problem. By the time we had booted up the second GPS we where in site of another random airport we could have landed at. We decided to push on to Paris, yes Paris, Tennessee and landed there in nil wind after breaking back down though the inversion layer which saw a 20 knot cross wind 800 ft off the deck.
The Airport Terminal opened at 8am. We scammed the courtesy car and went into town for breakfast after checking emails in the Pilot,s lounge. The folks are real friendly yet a little guarded at first compared to further up North.


GET A HAIRCUT WATCH A FIGHT !

It was haircut time and what better way to hear about life in a small country town in Tennessee than going to the hairdresser. The hairdresser girls where really friendly and invited us to a country dance that evening. We could not miss out on this cultural experience.
The local country club was the venue where we met our hairdresser host, Chaunda, who introduced us to her boyfriend, Matt, a cool calm fellow. We chatted for a while until Matt offered to buy a round of drinks. While at the bar Chaunda’s X husband punched Matt. (as you seemingly do !!). After a scuffle at the bar, Matt asked him outside and waited at the exit door. Mr X- husband then came running across the room towards Matt and a fairly decent fight broke out at the door. Chaunda was calm and wasn’t getting involved at all which we found really strange. She stood away and calmly told us about small town politics as her boyfriend and x husband slugged it out.
Here is some footage of our hosts getting kicked out of the party. What a strange night.