Well rested after spending 2 nights at the Ritz Carlton across from Philadelphia’s city hall facing the William Penn statue at it’s top, I left late morning to pick up Don Ratliff.

It was a beautiful sun shiny day, I felt invigorated and ready to commence the major part of my journey.

It was a 458 NM journey or 526 miles for you land lubbers. It took me 4 hours 30 minutes.

Don was waiting at the airport…not my best landing…and we immediately fueled Miss Behavin’ and attached our High Frequency (HF) radio antenna and hooked up the radio. I had pre-wired the bus of the plane for a 20 amp 3 foot wire to power the radio. The addition of an HF radio is a requirement for crossing the North Atlantic as you lose normal radio contact from time to time. Don was a real pro, it took him about 20 minutes to rig the whole thing, then we were off to my hotel.

Later that night Don and his lovely girlfriend Sally took me into Charleston. First we toasted with a drink that Don concocted and then we were off to a fine meal at a local restaurant.

We both had a nice sleep, Don said goodbye to Sally in the a.m. and we were off early morning for Bangor, Maine.