8 am and we were in a big truck with our much loved aircraft in the back bounding for our new home. Over the mountains it rained and rained. This was weather that would have ended up on our potential flight path up the East Coast. That helped ease the pain I was feeling from having to end our journey and go back to business!!
We were on the mission to get to Chicago, drop the trike off at its new home at Cushing Airfield and leg it out of there. We slept in the back of the Truck that night and woke early to finish the trip back to Cushing.
The arrival back at Cushing Airfield, Chicago represented to us the full circle on an amazing trip across the USA covering many states, climates and smiling friendly people. It would take a few weeks to understand what we had accomplished and to really set it.
Out of respect we immediately unpacked the trike, assembled it and all three of us went for a fly ! Anna-Klara, MR P and me where all together again where we felt we belonged!! It was strange just doing a circle and landing at the same airfield!!
A great and inspiring triking story. Thanks for writing about your trip. I really enjoyed it.
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