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	Who found who?  Does the plane sometimes choose the owner? 
	 
	Imagine 
	that you have been flying around for a while with your friend in his very 
	cool little Grumman AA-1 Yankee.  The thing is an absolute blast and it's 
	darned cute too.  He's been a heck of a guy and even listed you as a 
	pilot on his insurance! 
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	Even with that extreme level of generosity, a couple of problems start to 
	creep into the arrangement.  You have a family of four and some of them 
	would even like to go flying with you now and then.  Also, you and your 
	friend are typical American males (at least in terms of mass).   
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	So, the limitations of the Yankee begin to pervade every conversation about 
	flying it.  On one hand, it's a great motivator toward loosing 
	weight... if we lost 15 pounds each, we could fly for another hour 
	and/or perhaps actually get more than about 40 minutes from home durring a local 
	flight.  Sure, that's great in theory, but my bathroom scale has 
	been consistently calling your bluff for months now. 
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	Also, my two kids want to go flying and I'd like to load up the whole family, 
	fill the tanks pile in a weekends worth of bags, and go exploring.  
	Okay, we are simply not talking about a Yankee anymore.  However, both 
	you and your friend find that your mission requirements (and finance 
	requirements) seem to keep keep bringing your conversations around to the 
	AA5-nothin'; the Traveler.  Oh well, a guy can always dream. 
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	Fast forward a 
	bit.  Now you need a
	BFR and 
	you need to go with an American Yankee Association-approved 
	instructor.  If you live in the northern Puget Sound area, that really 
	ought to be Dave Wheeler at 
	Northwest Aviation Center. 
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	So here you are at
	Arlington 
	Muni on one of the nastiest weather days of the season, clearly not 
	going flying, but perhaps you can knock out the ground instruction portion 
	of the review.  Dave takes you and your friend on a tour of their new 
	facility, and as you walk into the hangar he gestures to a forlorn and 
	neglected-looking plane still in its original Nixon-era orange, blue, and 
	white paint scheme and says, "hey, either of you wanna buy a Traveler?" 
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