It’s fascinating to compare flying in different parts of the country. In my 50 years of flying, I’ve been lucky enough to live and fly from the four corners of the nation, as well as three states in the middle.
Home base was at 10 different airports: two nontowered; eight Class D, some before the letter designations, two Class C, and one lake. All of the Class D airports were close to or under Class B airspace, but I’m not married to towers. On long cross-country flights, like Savannah, Georgia, to Oshkosh, Wisconsin, or Prescott, Arizona, I look for cheap gas, and that usually means nontowered airports.
Flying in New England was cold in the winter—no surprise. The flying club planes were tied down outside, and it wasn’t unusual to…