| My dreams of
                  flight started very early in life.  As a child, I built
                  models and dreamed of someday flying my own plane.  As a
                  teenager, I hung around the local airport so much that the
                  folks there finally gave me a job pumping gas.  I spent
                  many days, sunup to sunset, surrounded by planes and trading
                  work hours for flying lessons.  The year was 1973. 
                  Unfortunately, I was unable to complete my training before
                  changes in my life pushed me in another direction.  It
                  would be decades before I could get back to flying. A score and some odd years
                  later, I found myself living and working in Northern
                  California.  My home was only a few miles from the local
                  airport and again, I found myself hanging out, watching the
                  planes.  In all the years since those early days I had
                  never lost my interest.  I still read the magazines, and
                  had even gotten into building and flying
                  remote controlled models. All the pieces seem to fall
                  in place and it felt that if I didn't learn to fly now, I may
                  never get it done.  The thought of growing old and
                  looking back with regret that I never gave it a try was too
                  much.  The decision was made and it was off to the races. I found a local instructor
                  and got busy.  I endured many setbacks including having
                  my flight school go out of business, losing my instructor,
                  having to buy half ownership into a Cessna 150 and finally
                  finishing up my training with another Certified
                  Flight Instructor (CFI).  The process took several
                  years, but I finally passed my check ride and became a private
                  pilot in February of 1999.   I built my hours up flying my
                  1966 Cessna 150 but it was obvious that something with a
                  little more payload and utility was needed.  I wanted
                  something that could carry me, my wife, and all the luggage we
                  wanted along with full fuel and not have to worry about over
                  loading the plane or wondering if it would get off the ground
                  on a warm day.  Oh, and by the way, not cost a fortune to
                  own and operate. I happen to have a very
                  analytic personality and spent much time comparing many
                  factors for lots of aircraft.  At the end of the day, the
                  one aircraft that met my requirements was the Piper PA-22
                  Tri-Pacer.  What's a Tri-Pacer, you ask?  The
                  Tri-Pacer is a high wing, tube and fabric, four seat, single
                  engine airplane that is as basic and simple to operate as it
                  gets.  Between 1951 and 1963, Piper
                  built close to ten thousand PA-22 model aircraft in their
                  factory at Lock Haven, Pennsylvania.  These aircraft saw
                  many incremental changes and were called many names but the
                  basic aircraft stayed pretty much the same.  Whether they
                  were called Tri-Pacer, Caribbean or Colt, these aircraft made
                  real the dream of flight and taught generations of people to
                  fly.  Since Tri-Pacers had not
                  been made for close to forty years, I wanted to find an
                  example that had been recently restored so that it would
                  provide me with years of service before any major work would
                  be required.  Sources such as Trade-A-Plane,
                  the Internet and the 
				  Short
                  Wing Piper Club were used for the search.  I traveled
                  all around the country looking at aircraft, but everything I
                  saw fell short of my standards.   Finally, in the fall of 1999,
                  my wife and I combined a vacation touring the New England
                  states with stops to examine three Tri-Pacers located in New
                  Hampshire and Pennsylvania.  One of the three aircraft, a
                  1959 PA-22-160, stood out from all the others that I had seen
                  and my search was over. I've had 2954Z for over 
				  twenty years and have been priviliged to care for and 
				  cherish this amazing aircraft.  2020 has been a difficult 
				  year for more reasons than I can say but for me, the most 
				  heartbreaking was my decision to sell my beloved 54Z.  
				  Costs kept rising and my access to a resonably priced hanger 
				  in central Oregon had disappeared.  An ad on Barnstormers.com 
				brought me a flood of offers and within weeks of posting, 54Z 
				was on it's way to a new home.  I can only hope that the 
				new owner will appreciate and care for 54Z as I did. The Tri-Pacer is not the 
				  newest design on the field and has the kind of looks people 
				  either love or hate.  It has been called the "Flying Milk 
				  Stool", "Slow Pacer", and other names but for capability, 
				  usefulness and overall economy, it would be hard to beat.
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