I’ve meant to go to the Old Rhinebeck Aerodrome in Red Hook, New York, for a very long time. It’s only a few hours from where I live, so there was no excuse why I didn’t get there sooner. But life and work commitments often intervene. And you keep putting off something that seems like a “nice to do” but not a “have to do.” So, I just never took the time to go until this year.
I found myself driving through upstate New York when a sign for the Old Rhinebeck Aerodrome caught my eye. I was running a tad late, and I thought maybe I’d plan to swing by the Aerodrome on my way back. But then as I drove past the sign, I thought of all the times I’d said I’d go and didn’t. And right then and there I made a U-turn and headed back. Maybe there’s never a perfect time to detour to see old airplanes, but I thought this was as good a time as any. And I’m sure glad I did. For the $7 price of admission, I not only returned to the aircraft and engines of my youth but got to marvel over the aircraft that our earliest aviation pioneers flew.