At that time 6'8" and 290 lbs. It did take a lil extra time crawling in & out. I remember ole head-set went behind my head against the seat back, no head room. Rudder stayed trimmed nicely and my toes went under the pedals pretty well. Sometimes it was easier just to tilt a bit to adjust windage when the owner napped. I was younger then without any old man issues as now (6'6" & 280 lbs). Probably the same issues you experience recently. Old farts don't fold up as we did before. Yes, We had to play fuel games because the only weight savings was the lil, skinny owner.
I did, from 2,500 feet up. Wow. How did you manage to crawl around in tight compartments to service engines and systems?
Slowly,,,, sometimes with somebody to pull me back out. Not only has gravity been winning the big fight, abusing my back in bilges has entered me in the next phase of my life; The incredible shrinking man.
This is true, but you identify as Gentleman? That is all it takes Bro. (Did you see the YouTube video of a driver in a traffic stop who identified as a cat? ) https://fb.watch/HAbkZt2OhL/?fs=e
I have kats that drive me,,, around. Drive me crazy. Drive me poor. Drives me OUT of my recliner and pushes me over in MY bed. Takes up the dash in the van or boat. My wife can come closer to identify as a kat on more topics but I can't go there on Carl's shop. I may be pushing Carl to his limits already. Luv ya boss...