Thursday, October 23, 2008
It may be one of God's greatest gifts to me that I have a brother who chose auto mechanics as his profession. He is a generous person who has spent many hours bailing friends and family out of automotive jams. While we try to compensate him for his efforts, I'm sure he is not amply rewarded.
Recently his hard work and skill granted him another rung on the career ladder as he was tempted from his former job to manage Phil's Auto Repair here in Centerville on the frontage road. I've been very impressed with the operation there and the changes that have occurred in such a short time.
I feel that if I am ever to consider myself a grateful beneficiary I would need to use whatever influence I have to help his business and career. In that spirit I invite you to spend your auto repair dollar at an honest establishment with great service and competent professionals: Phil's Auto 825 S. Frontage Rd., Centerville, UT 801-292-3600.
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Ah yes, what a day that was. I had strived all summer to find my 200th Geocache before the weather turned. Finally I had a day off with the family and they endulged me in a hunt. We traveled far in search of new caches - and when we reached Sandy, we were rewarded with more than enough finds to meet the goal.
Monday, October 13, 2008
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Earlier this week I flew the Enstrom 280FX for the first. Quite a ride for sure. In some ways the thing was a beast, in others it was a dream to fly. The obvious differnces from the R44 were apparent. I sure missed the govenor and hydraulic assist. I also missed being able to see almost 300 degrees arounnd me through the back windows.
On the flip side, I found the floor mounted cyclic to be a dream. The turbocharged four cylinder lycoming seemed to have power to spare even at 8000 feet above sea level. My insturctor also insisted we take advantage of the fully articulated rotor system and performed a push over. I couldn't help but chuckle at the rush of a short (bump-free) dive.
If I can get used to the neuances, this could be a very fun bird to fly.
Emma decided to take style into her own hands a few weeks ago. We found miss short hair in the bathroom trying repair the damage (and the shock) when Mom found her. Mom cleaned things up pretty well but she suggested a proper styling was in order. Dad took a trip to Cookie Cutters the next day so a professional could try to salvage the mane and ended up doing pretty well. Emma is devestated she has no use for all her favorite bands and scrunchies but loves the lack of tangles in her morning brushing.