Robin and I have been flying the RV6A quite a bit. We solved the high CHT problem! This is a great load off our minds. What I did was go flying first thing this spring, and turn off the electronic ignition (which powers the upper 4 spark plugs on the O-320A). Thus the engine was running on the lower 4 plugs powered by a magneto. No problem. The CHT dropped by 10F, which is about what you'd expect. So then I turned it back on and turned the mag off. Holy Crap! An immediate 60F drop in temp!
I smacked my forehead, annoyed at myself for not having done this simple test last season. Obviously there was something wrong with the mag timing. My thoughts immediately turned to its Impulse mechanism. Could the mag have been timed with the Impulse not clicked to the Advance position?
We had an AME look at it. Yep. Instant fix. The thing was firing at 45 degrees before TDC. Less than an hour's work, test flight, and a perfect set of readings. Now, with all the extra work I did to encourage cooling last year, and with the mag properly timed, the CHTs at takeoff don't get above 400F, and in cruise sit at about 310F. Big, big relief.

So then I changed the oil and filter. I was concerned that with the mag trying to push the pistons the wrong way there might have been damage, and the engine might have been making metal. Nope. I cut apart the filter and pulled out the folds of cardboard, and nothing. Then ran a magnet across as well. Nothing.
Anyway, Robin and I have since then been flying every decent morning. The goal is to get her solo by early summer -- she is dusting off an old PPL. The RV6a is not a C-150, and needs more careful handling. There is wing-drop at the stall, and thus you don't mush it onto the ground. It's a snappy little thing and tends to go fast, requiring the pilot to always be thinking much farther ahead than the aircraft she has flown in the past. And the nosewheel is tender, especially on the grass strip we operate from.
Speaking of which, here's what I found this spring before the first flight. I had noticed a kernel of corn sitting on a cylinder top.

So I went hunting, and found this, a cozy little winter abode. It was tucked into the cowl where it rolls back, and therefore makes a snug little mouse-sized tunnel.

Obviously next year I need to put out more mouse-bait, tastier and earlier.
Dave