Bob Richardson
Central Arkansas
This happened a few years ago when I went to the Central Arkansas Model Aviators Association (CAMAA) flying field to socialize, get some flying in, and watch the other guys fly. Nobody was there, so I said to myself, it would be a good time to mow the grass and not interfere with anyone's flying. So I mount the riding mower, cranked her up, and headed out to the green pasture.
I am mowing the area between the pit fence and the dirt mound, then I move onto the runway and start around the end. Looking back at what I had just mowed, I saw a stump with a…