Day 5 covered Central and Eastern Texas, and Central Louisiana and Mississippi. Non-descript is one term for this part of the country. That part of Louisiana and Mississippi is basically flat, and hundreds of square miles of trees, trees, and more trees, as far as you can see. I fly the old fashioned way, with chart and compass, and fortunately the compass in this airplane worked well.
Made it to Natchez, Mississippi that night, on the Mississippi River
The next day it was calm when I took off, and clear and cold, but after an hour I had only gone 80 miles, so a big headwind had sprung up. I diverted to Hattiesburg, Mississippi, then went to Auburn, Alabama, overflying Tuskegee and the famous airfields there on the way. Stopped at Falcon Field south of Atlanta, and then went on to Elberton, Georgia where I spent the night. The next morning the airplane was covered in frost, so I turned it tail to the rising sun to help melt the frost. Then it wouldn't start, just kept firing and quitting, cold blooded I guess. Finally I ran the battery dead again, so put it back on the charger for an hour. Only 180 miles to go, and couldn't get going. After an hour it started right up, and we were airborne and headed for its new home. A little celebration was in order
After a stop in Camden it was on to Cheraw, where the new owner was waiting, anxious to have the airplane home.
What a great trip it was, and a fantastic way to see the country. Deadpan comedian Steven Wright has a joke that goes, "I have a map of the United States. It's life sized." I know what he means-