And it was a real flight, ending with the motor stopping in the air and the wheels being the first thing to touch down! Quite unlike the first "oops I meant to go up" flight that ripped the engine out.
I would have tried some mild stunts, but the fellow I'm flying with has decided to get back into control line after 42 years of RC. So -- without warning me -- he decided he'd trot into the circle and follow me around. This wouldn't have been too bad except that he kept having to take enforced breaks*, which made me nervous about low pullouts tangling my lines.
This is my first big stunter, built only 25 years later than I had originally intended (the wood was well aged). Man does that thing float with the engine out! Next time I'll whip it, if I'm not afraid of tripping over someone.
* He kept falling down. 77 years old, and he's willing to spin in a circle until he falls down, just to get back into shape for control line. I must remember that spirit when I'm that old.