First of all, is “tugginess” even close to being a word? (As The Long-Suffering Wife would say, “Yeah, THAT’S what’s wrong with all of this!”)
I mentioned the other day that I had been taking a break from my normal gig at the SoCal CAF hangers to learn how to drive a tug or forklift so that I could help out on a few more tasks when needed. I didn’t have a picture of me getting driving lessons on the tug from my young (17 years old? 18?) instructor, Nicole, one of our outstanding Cadets. But there were plenty of other people who had cameras and thought it was hilarious to see her teaching me (note, it didn’t bother me in the slightest, and Nicole was a great teacher) and now I’ve snagged one.
Thanks to Dan Newcomb, here’s a picture of me driving the “lowboy” backwards through the obstacle course.