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, a pilot, returns to Southern California's general aviation scene, reflecting on his past flying experiences and observing changes and constants since his early career.
- The article highlights the enduring appeal and community importance of airport cafes, which serve as popular gathering spots for both pilots and locals who enjoy watching planes.
- It showcases a diverse range of fly-in dining experiences across the region, from classic "greasy spoons" to upscale restaurants and unique destinations like Catalina Island's mountaintop cafe.
- Despite some changes in aviation activity over the years, the author concludes that many aspects of the California flying experience, especially the social and culinary ones, remain vibrant and enjoyable.
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