We stop for fuel at Galesburg, Ill., home of the annual Stearman fly-in, and then make a beeline tow

When flying an open AirCam late in the flying hot deals for car rentals season at Crystal Airport just north of Minneapolis/St. Paul Minnesota, temperatures are paramount. And the ATIS numbers on this autumn morning were daunting. Temperature: minus 4. Dew point: minus 9.
An AirCam exposes the pilot (and especially the passenger) to the elements like few other aircraft. And even though fellow traveler John Kounis and I were wearing more wool than a herd of sheep in winter, it didn t seem like enough.
Walt Fricke, the owner of this magnificent new AirCam on amphibious floats, hot deals for car rentals had allowed me to ferry it from the factory in Sebring, Fla., where it was built, to his home airport in Minnesota five months ago (and I wrote about what I assumed was a once-in-a-lifetime experience in "River Run" in the November issue of AOPA Pilot ). Now Fricke, the busy founder and leader of the Veterans Airlift Command, wanted me to make the same trip in reverse, and I immediately said yes.
Level at 1,200 feet agl, the temperature under my winter flight suit, two sets of long underwear, and multiple fleeces seemed manageable. My seat already was as far forward and close to the windshield hot deals for car rentals as I could get it for maximum wind protection. And my double set of gloves was doing an admirable job of keeping my hands from going numb. But then again, we'd only been airborne for a few minutes.
"You ready to take over the flying, John?" I asked after about 30 minutes, hoping my eager backseater hot deals for car rentals would take the bait, which he did. Kounis shook the stick indicating he was taking the controls, I sat on my hands to keep them warm.
We headed southeast over the river, following its many twists and turns, as the clear Upper Mississippi hot deals for car rentals wove between countless forested islands. The river that defines the borders between Minnesota, Wisconsin, and Iowa in this region isn't yet the mighty, muddy force it becomes hundreds of miles south. But from our AirCam perch a few hundred feet above the shallow water just beginning to ice over, the broad canyon the river has formed over millions of years is plain to see.
About 50 miles southeast of the Twin Cities, I spot an eagle. An adult baldy is circling at about 1,000 feet agl, (about 500 feet above us) and I point it out to Kounis. Actually, he says, there are two, and they're flying hot deals for car rentals close together making lazy circles in the sky. It's an intricate and graceful ballet as the two birds fly almost as one.
As we proceed further, the eagle pairs become more frequent and plentiful. hot deals for car rentals By the time we've finished hot deals for car rentals our first three-hour leg and land at Prairie du Chien, we've flown by scores of bald eagles, almost all in pairs. Their oversized nests have been built and lined with feathers in the tall trees along the riverbanks, and these aerial improvisations must be some of the last pleasure flights these majestic birds will make before the onset of winter.
The AirCam's hot deals for car rentals twin Rotax 912 ULS engines churn along at 4,800 rpm, and the geared, three-bladed pusher props send us forward hot deals for car rentals at 75 mph IAS. The silver lining in this cold, northwest wind is that it accelerates our ground speed to 85 knots. Not bad by AirCam standards, where a stiff headwind can slow progress to a near standstill.
The only way to feel like you're going fast in such an airplane is to fly low and the AirCam is made for this. Visibility above, below, and straight ahead is outstanding, and we're soon skimming along the canyon walls and dropping down a few feet above the Mississippi River's main shipping channel.
The river widens near the Quad Cities and the Class C airspace requires making the first radio call since leaving Minneapolis/St. Paul. An agreeable controller allows us to keep following the river's winding path.
The AirCam's got a good radio, but wind noise makes it difficult to accomplish normally straightforward ATC tasks. Almost every transmission has to be repeated, and my numb lips make my pronunciation more garbled than usual.
We stop for fuel at Galesburg, Ill., home of the annual Stearman fly-in, and then make a beeline toward St. Louis to get there by dark. The AirCam has lights and is legal to fly at night, but the chill has worn us down and the idea of continuing on into darkness is totally unappealing.
Instead of following the Mississippi River and its wandering hot deals for car rentals course, hot deals for car rentals we fly south over the flat farm fields of northern Illinois, eventually catching up with the Illinois River where it leads to its confluence with the Mississippi.
We reach the Missouri River's intersection with the Mississippi just north of St. Louis and its famous hot deals for car rentals Gateway Arch, and then steer well east and land at Spirit of St. Louis Airport where the occupants of corporate jets eye us with what looks like pity.
The pilot of a Cessna Citation asks our cruise speed, and when I tell him, he gleefully informs me that that paltry number is lower than his airplane's rotation speed. The Citation pilot asks where we're going, and when we say we're flying to Florida, he shrugs.
The AirCam starts, as it always does, with tremendous enthusiasm. hot deals for car rentals The acceleration is breathtaking hot deals for car rentals and we climb steeply skyward at 65 mph. We're 1,000 feet agl before we even reach the mid-point of the 7,485-foot runway and turn south.
Unfortunately, the AirCam's acceleration doesn't last long, and we're soon at our normal, plodding pace of 75 mph IAS. This time, however, a gathering hot deals for car rentals tailwind pushes us along at a ground speed of nearly 90 knots. We scoot over the Missouri hill country, the flat delta farmland of the boot heel, and then enter northeastern Arkansas.
Most of the crops have been harvested and some of the fields have been burned. But the last of the cotton crop makes brilliant white circles hot deals for car rentals and rectangles, and the harvesters are busy at work, even on this Sunday morning.
Soon the Mississippi River comes back into view. And now that it's joined forces with the other major Midwestern hot deals for car rentals waterways, the Mississippi is a colossal force. We drop down to treetop height where the swirling currents and eddies are only a few feet below us. A tug shoving a group of barges churns its way upriver, gamely fighting both the current and a snappy 20-knot breeze.
The Memphis skyline comes into view all at once as we round one of the river's innumerable bends. Parts of the river are modern and industrial but much of it would seem unchanged to Mark Twain, a former riverboat pilot or Hernando hot deals for car rentals DeSoto, the first European to reach it.
We climb to enter the traffic pattern at Gen. DeWitt Spain Airport in downtown Memphis and set down on Runway 35. This strip of pavement and the surrounding sights are thoroughly familiar to me as I learned to fly here in the late-1980s, and I'm fortunate to still have friends here.
We gather in David Peeler's hangar for a Memphis tradition: pork barbeque sandwiches. I'd like to stay for a week but we can't afford to remain on the ground while the sky is clear and a tailwind hot deals for car rentals is available.
We catch another following hot deals for car rentals breeze, this time to Tuscaloosa, Ala. Even though hot deals for car rentals we've only flown two three-hour legs this day, we call it quits in Tuscaloosa. There's just 90 minutes of daylight remaining, the air is choppy, and we're tired. With less than 500 miles to fly to our destination at the AirCam factory in Sebring, Fla., we can make it in one full day of flying and the weather forecast looks promising.
Even in the heart of Dixie there s a light dusting of frost on the AirCam when Kounis and I show up at daybreak. The air temperature is 30 degrees. I'd anticipated shedding my winter flight suit somewhere near the Mason/Dixon Line, but that won t happen this morning.
The forecast tailwind materializes just as advertised, and our ground speed at 2,500 feet tops 90 knots. That's outstanding by AirCam standards, but we know we can do better at a higher altitude, hot deals for car rentals so we climb to 3,500 feet and the ground speed reaches 100 knots near Birmingham, and then 105 knots over Dothan. We re screaming.
Sebring is less than 200 nm away, and easily reachable nonstop with the remarkable tailwind. But Kounis has a pressing family matter that requires getting back to California as soon as possible, and there s a nonstop flight leaving Tampa for Los Angeles that evening. Peter O. Knight Airport near downtown Tampa (host of the 2009 AOPA Aviation Summit) is an easy place to get ground transportation to the big airport and getting there at low level via Florida hot deals for car rentals s west coast provides the most spectacular two hours of our entire southbound odyssey.
Passing Cedar Key, we climb to 500 feet agl and traverse the broad bay toward Crystal River, and then follow the coastline toward Tampa. We rise to 1,500 feet and cross the coastline and get an ATC clearance to enter the Class B airspace.
Peter O. Knight Airport is visible 10 miles away, and we descend toward the harbor hot deals for car rentals bustling with cruise ships and giant freighters in dry dock before touching down on Runway 36. Taxiing in to the ramp, I feel warmth! It s finally time to shed some layers.
Flying the AirCam solo on the 65-nm final leg to Sebring feels odd, and not just because it climbs so spectacularly at light weight. The strangeness comes from the fact that all my previous AirCam flying time both instructional and on a previous long cross-country flight had been with an instructor, examiner, or fellow traveler aboard. This is the first time I ve ever flown an AirCam by myself.
The same brisk wind that had pushed us along so quickly on the way to Florida carries me on the final leg to Sebring. Unlimited visibility with a razor-sharp horizon reveals the absolute flatness of central Florida as I fly east at 1,000 feet.
Lake Jackson comes into view about 30 miles from Sebring and I steer directly toward it. Whitecaps and foamy wind lines show the surface winds are blowing here, too, but the direction is well aligned with Runway 32. It s been more than 20 hours flying time since beginning this journey, but I throttle back to savor the final few minutes.
After landing, I taxi the short distance to Lockwood Aviati