With Six, You Get Aileron Roll
Join this six-pack of Cubbies on a low-and-slow cross-country jaunt, and hone up on your
"Uh oh,” crackles Rand Siegfried’s voice over the intercom. “There goes A.D.D. again.” He chuckles, “I think we’ll have to do something about that.” And just like that, the sky drops away and we’re in a brain-floating dive in pursuit of Bob Elliott’s Legend Cub.“A.D.D.?” I grunt from the front seat—now we’re pulling some G’s. Elliott’s olive-drab L-4 look-alike scribes a curving arc down toward some rafters afloat on a river that winds through the Louisiana trees a thousand
feet below. He’s making a strafing run and has no idea we’re closing on his tail. “We call him ‘A.D.D.,’” says Siegfried, “for ‘Aviation Deficit Disorder,’ because he’s functionally incapable of staying in formation for any length of time. He’s just got to go play.”
|Darin Hart, cofounder of Legend Aircraft, leads a yearly pilgrimage of sorts from the Legend factory in Sulphur Springs, Texas, to Sun ‘n Fun in Lakeland, Fla.|
Siegfried jukes and slides Mickie, the Cub he built with his daughter McKinley, in on Elliott’s tail. Now, Siegfried has decades of experience in a variety of aircraft. He’s also part of a well-known flying family of classic aircraft owners. (See “The Flying Siegfrieds,” from Pilot Journal July/August 2008.) Still, little chicken Jimmy sitting on my left shoulder cries, “Hey! What if Bob pulls up sharp right in front of you?” Chicken Jimmy has a point. Elliott’s beautiful Cub is pasted right smack in the middle of our windscreen. And our hapless victim has no clue we’re right and tight on his six.
Before long, he sees us, and the tail-chasin’ skirmish is on—just one highlight from one of the greatest flying trips imaginable. There are six planes, cruising along at a leisurely 100 knots in a happy gaggle of Legend Cubdom. The purpose is to get the planes to Florida. The purpose is also to have a heck of a good time.