This thread reminds me of the mid 1980s, when one of my friends Father owned a Beech Bonanza (T-tail). He asked if I wanted to accompany him and his son to Arapahoe Airport (Before they renamed it to Centennial, if I remember correctly), in Littleton, CO. I had nothing else going, so I did. We ended up flying the Beech down to Pueblo and eating at the airport diner. Wasn't a bad hamburger at all, as I recall. (Ought not to be, considering the price.) On the way back, my friend, who had ridden in the Beech so often it was boring, crapped out in the back, leaving me with his father up front. That's when I got my first hour of Bootleg time. We screwed around in Eastern Colorado, avoiding the Fort Carson range (I could be wrong, this was years ago.), and I did my flat level best to maintain a course and altitude. Not as easy as I thought it would be. Still, it was my first $100 hamburger.