There are airplanes out there, and I know it because they’re all stepping on each other over the radio. The CTAF is a cacophony of squeaks, squawks and indecipherable gibberish clearly announcing that everyone and their brother is flying today. And why not? It’s a gorgeous Saturday in coastal California. It would be nice to actually see the traffic though — I am squinting in vain to pick up something shiny and moving amid the patchwork of golden fields, vineyards and caramel hills that surround Watsonville Airport (KWVI). My wife, Dawn, ever the eagle eye, spots what she confidently proclaims to be the RV-6 that just announced turning crosswi — SQUEESHHRRWOOOP! I hopefully turn in trail. Our Piper Pacer has 9 gallons of avgas in the left tank, and my grumbling tummy is running on E. If I recall correctly from my last visit 14 years ago, Watsonville has a decent airport cafe. In the local vernacular, I’m pretty stoked to be back.
A Toast to Southern California’s Fly-In Dining Scene
Key Takeaways:
- The author embarks on a nostalgic flying tour of Southern California, revisiting numerous airports and their beloved cafes that hold significance from his formative piloting years.
- He observes a healthy rebound in General Aviation activity since the Great Recession and notes that many airport eateries continue to thrive as essential community hubs for both pilots and locals.
- Through personal anecdotes, descriptions of scenic flights, and reflections on past experiences, the article celebrates the enduring charm and unique culture of the Southern California aviation scene.
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