Today was mid-summer wash day for the beast...er...our Fairchild 24. I took the kids out to the airport and while Sky tackled the oily belly of the beast, Lindsay helped me wash the tail and the fuselage. I got all the streaks off the underside of the wing and we were finished. As a reward for these two brave souls, I stopped at Dairy Queen just in time to ruin their lunch. Oh well!