First of all I can't express how honored, blessed, and humbled I am to have been chosen to help deliver our beloved B-17 to her new home. That helped give me a sense of closure. Tomorrow I will return to a hangar with much more room than it had a few days ago.
I want to thank Bob Hill and Don Anklin. They made sure I was a part of the crew and allowed me to fly as much as I wished. It's the people you meet and get to know that make flying warbirds even more rewarding than it already is.
I want to express my deepest thank Doc and Chuckie. I can't imagine what the past 24 years would have been like without the memories and experiences that I have had with this airplane. They are like family to me.
As for the flight itself it was VERRRYYYYY COLD. Actually the first 4 hours or so were just very cold. The last 2 hours and 10 minutes were darn NOW IT'S FREAKING COLD. It was quite extraordinary; the temperature literally dropped 15 degrees C in seconds. We thought a window had opened in the nose, but it was just cold. The temp guage was hovering between -20 to -25 degrees C. We had hand warmers stuffed in our gloves and toe warmers in our shoes, but they did no good. I opened my suitecase in the hotel hours after we landed and everything was still frozen.
The Airplane performed very well. Considering that it had not done much flying in recent years, it performed amazingly well. The fact that we were more concerned about how cold we were is a good indication of how well the machine was behaving.
Now for some photos.
Making one last pass over the VFM

Crossing over DFW Airport

VFR on Top


Our shadow inside a glory


Pilot Bob Hill

Co-Pilot Don Anklin

P-51 and Spitfire escort


Sunset marks the end of our journey


Patrick Mahaffey
formally B-17 "Chuckie"
B-25 "Pacific Prowler"
DC-3 "Southern Cross"