Jerry Springer wrote

You dumb prick, who said I was afraid to say where it was? It was on my
dads property in Oregon. No I am not going to tell you where my dad
lives as he still lives in the same house he did when I learned to fly
in the 60s. It was a 30ft wide 1000ft long strip with power lines
immediately on the east end and an irrigation ditch immediately on the
west end. I learned to fly in T-Craft and had a private instructor come
to our airstrip and teach. Later I flew a TriPacer in/out of there for
about 500 hours. If the strip was still there I would be happy to post
pictures of it. You are about the dumbest poster here.
BTW clueless one what does "Canardboy, Jerry Springer" mean? I fly an
RV-6. so don't know how you come up with "Canardboy" what a dumb ass.

Jerry


Why would Jerry need to prove it?

There are x-offed strips like that all over the west. If I can ever
figure out how to do it I'll post pics of my Dad's strip when it was
extended to 2000' with 70 ft elevation difference. These feats are no
big deal for an empty turbo STOL 206. Takeoff down hill with flaps 25
and the yoke full back in your lap, fly with the stall horn screaming.
16 years old. Neighbors couldn't believe it. One day a doctor tried
it, (at 2000') we warned him not to, but you know how doctors and
lawyers are in their bonanzas. Right through the manzinita bushes.
Screwed up his flaps, wrecked the finish everywhere. But we dragged
him out, did some repairs, briefed him, and somehow he made it!

pacplyer