Although nearly 400 aircraft dropped in for the party, only about 70 compete to qualify in the drag race, and 16 advance for the Saturday showdown. It takes flying skills and a certain type of aircraft to get to this remote spot yet its challenges and promise of camaraderie, fellowship, and airplane sightings bring pilots in from all over the country and Canada. On the lakebed are Cirruses, Pipers, Cessnas—even a Grumman Mallard. Sixteen aircraft qualify for the drag race; qualifying on Friday, racing in a single elimination bracket on Saturday. The aircraft race down a three-quarter-mile straightaway, come to a full stop, turn, and race back down, often only a couple of feet agl—and sometimes as fast as one minute, 17 seconds.
Crowd favorite Draco (below), owned and lovingly maintained by Utah entrepreneur Mike Patey, is a modified Wilga 2000 turboprop STOL aircraft that looks like a giant red grasshopper. And it hops off the ground like that grasshopper is on cocaine. Draco took the 2018 STOL race in first place this year, followed by Trent Palmer in his KitFox, and Toby Ashley in his Carbon Cub.
The Dead Cow lakebed is owned by Flying Cowboy Kevin Quinn, who has put on this party in the desert for the past nine years. He is assisted by his friends Mike Patey and his twin brother Mark, Cory Robin, Jason Sneed, Scott Palmer, Steve Henry, and Trent Palmer, and many other backcountry pilots. Although it’s not for the faint of heart or the driver who cares about his transmission, many people do drive into the site, which is about an hour and a half north of Reno. And “drive” means following mysterious directions, following other’s tracks, rattling over bone-numbing washboard “roads”—and kicking up a lot of dust. A lot. You can tell if someone else is attempting the trek by the dust plume a mile away. Do not attempt this at night. Trust us on this.
People arrive in RVs, pickup trucks, SUVs, and jeeps loaded with provisions, tents, bikes, motorcycles, and ATVs. You cook for yourself Thursday through Saturday but a steak dinner and bonfire (fireworks, too) reward you on Saturday night. There’s a catered breakfast Sunday morning. The $100 admission fee takes care of all that as well as contributes to the infrastructure—port-a-potties, loudspeakers, and shade-making tents. More than 1,200 people and 397 aircraft attended the ninth annual High Sierra Fly-In.
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