Today was an EAA day for me.
Loads of folks like to talk about the Headquarters and Oshkosh and SportAviation and damned ol' "Mac" McMillian and how the organization is circling the toilet bowl, but it's never been that for me. I really don't care if they have Taco Tuesday on Friday and recite FAA 14 CFR Part 91 as a Gregorian Chant up there in Wisconsin or wherever, as I'm down here in Alabama.
Today I spent more than three hours with "Rusty" Hood from our EAA Chapter in his hangar/workshop while he showed both his complete mastery of aircraft systems and command of small words (so I could understand). I drove up befuddled about how to make both my fuel and electrical systems. I left with diagrams I understand, a list of things to buy, and a sense of relief.
I did mention we're in Alabama, didn't I? And it's a big ol' un-air conditioned hangar with the door open and a big fan. With a heat index of 105 degrees.
Want to know what the EAA is? That's what the EAA is.