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On June 28, 2003, friends and family of Dick and Burt Rutan hosted a “surprise” birthday party for the famous brothers. Dick was about to turn 65 and Burt turned 60, so the birthdays were celebrated together. Word was put out to the canard community, with over 300 respondents promising to attend, and attend they did! 'The official record for the most Canards in attendance outside the Rutan hangar was broken Saturday', a stunned Burt Rutan reported to the guests. In 1988, 82 versions of his various designs (mostly Ezes) participated in a fly-in to Burt’s Mojave California home base. On Saturday, the unofficial count was up to 89, as Burt watched a spankin’ new Vari-Eze taxi by the open hangar door. A more current count has it at 102 by the time everyone was on the ground, partaking in the BBQ lunch being served. When the cat was let out of the bag, and Burt was told of the impending “surprise”, he knew that there would be no way that the 1988 record would be broken. When Burt arrived at the airport around 10:30am, he was like a kid in a candy store, trotting up and down the ramp to check out virtually every plane he could. He was visibly giddy when speaking with some of the pilots, and quite frankly a bit miffed at a few of the design changes that he saw and wasn’t too happy with. He was especially surprised to see 2-3 Vari-Ezes mixed through the sea of Longs, and kept joking, "Weren't those things grounded in the 80's?" Although I didn't count the number of Vair-Ezes on the ramp, I have reports that the actual number could be as high as 35.
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Burt’s family went all out for this event. The owners of the borrowed hangar were kind enough to roll out 4-5 of their F-4 Phantom projects to make room for a couple dozen highly decorated tables, on which there was a helium balloon made up as a hot air balloon, weighed down with a load of popcorn. For a donation of $5, we received a laminated color collage of various Rutan photos, which we used as a placemat. Some of us were also lucky enough to receive a commemorative golf ball. Once we were seated, there was
a 10 minute or so large screen multi media display, of the boys
growing up together. I wasn’t surprised in the least to see R/C
models as a big part of their childhood. It was really cool to be
let in on this part of their lives. It was actually quite emotional,
visibly displayed by the boys, but looking around the room, I
could see that many of us were genuinely moved as well. I felt
privileged and honored to be a part of this event..
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By the time I was ready to head over to the hangar, an award was given out for the pilot who flew the furthest. I heard one person say he flew in from New York, but he was beaten out by the couple who flew in from Virginia. It turns out that the person from NY flew in commercial, where as the couple from VA flew their Long. Even though I’ve already seen the White Knight and SpaceShipOne back in April, I was still in awe when I entered the hangar to see it's graceful span filling almost the entire room. SpaceShipOne was parked just aft of the mothership, undergoing preparations for it's next flight. The nosecone was removed for access, and for some reason the windows were taped off. It was really a privilege to be allowed in to this otherwise "not open to the public" work space.
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My wife and I made some new friends who had flown in that morning from Baton Rouge LA via Torrance CA and Tucson AZ. They needed a ride to a nearby motel, and we were glad to oblige. While we were at the motel waiting, we were approached by another fine couple, who needed a ride back to the airport, so they could start their trip home to VA. These were the long distance award winners, and once again were happy to be of assistance. All in all it was an excellent event, and I feel fortunate that I was able to attend. I’d like to thank Burt’s wife Tonya and all the others who helped put this together, and I really look forward to the day when we get notified that SpaceShipOne is “going for it”! Updated July 3, 2003 |