I had a T'craft and a set of skis. Year round flying that was a good amount of fun and never really needed a destination to have said fun. Grass strips in the summer and snow cover grass strips or my grandpas cropless, snow covered field in the winter. One of the most memorable things I did was fly in, slide up to my parents back yard, walk in and have sunday dinner. When I was done I went out side, fired up the T-cart and flew back home.