7:10 pm, Sunday evening, time for a leisurely stroll along the waterfront to mark the end of the weekend. 

I no sooner got out of the door when the roar of an aircraft engine run up greeted me.  Curses %$&*#! but I kept going.  It can't last, I thought. 

A moment later a Porter plane came out of the east flying low.  When it touched down on the runway the roar of the engine drowned out the engine run up.  Curses %$&*#! but I kept going.  It can't last, I thought.

With the engine run up continuing, another plane taxied to the end of the runway and with a roar it took off into the west.  Curses %$&*#! but I kept going.  It can't last.

Finally, I was about ten minutes into my walk, when the engine run up died away and there was some peace.

Everything that happened at the airport while I was out for my walk was legal, as far as I know.  No curfew violation; Porter is allowed to do engine run ups; take offs and landings are part of the normal operation of the airport.  So what is the point of this rant?

Porter now has eight aircraft.  Robert Deluce has said that by the end of the year he will have eighteen planes.  Someone told me recently that Deluce has said he will have twenty-four planes in the near future.  That is the point.

If we are having a difficult time with eight planes, what are we going to do when there is three times that number, with their engine run ups and the blast of noise at take off and landing?  It will be relentless.  We've got to do something!

Bill Freeman