As I pre-flighted the airplane and pushed it out of the hangar I noticed this little guy hanging onto the left strut.
Imagine my surprise, while climbing out thru 2,000 MSL to see him still sitting out there... on a polished (somewhat) strut, at 80 mph IAS!


Jamie and I had several discussions about it. I mentioned that he was probably motivated to hang-on.... as one can see we're presently over Lake Travis.... a departure at this point would likely end with him in the water. Jamie mentioned that would likely give him a "soft" landing.... I replied, "Yes.... and a future as BASS BAIT!"

He held on until we levelled off at 7500', and as the speed built up to 120 mph, ONE hind leg was pulled off the strut....then the other hind leg.... then .... he was GONE!

Jamie imagined that as he fell thru the clouds below us at 4,000' he (or she) must have thought itself to be in heaven.
I imagined it thought itself to be in HELL!
