I took my 4 year old grandson for his first ride in the cub. I stayed pretty close to the field at first in case he paniced. All went well and after an hour and a quarter every time I asked if he was ready to go back he replied I just want to keep flying. Tomorrow perhaps we will make the short trip to fly over our house. He had a blast and is still claiming to be the captain.
A good day, Joe
A good day, Joe
