From the air, the farmstead’s crosshatch of runways is clear, a target for pilots headed for this International Flying Farmers Kansas Chapter fly-in. ![]() Jenkinson’s farm is 12 miles from the town of Meade and just beyond the reach of gravel roads. Each pilot carried a dish for the upcoming lunch. Directed to the east-west runway by a bulging windsock, the aircraft swept in one after another and rolled to a stop on blue grama-buffalo grass. Over the next hour or so, 20 more single-engine aircraft followed. ![]() Wearing jeans and a jacket and carrying a cooler, Shore climbed from the airplane and ambled to an open hangar where chairs and tables were set for 75. The 70-year-old farmer had lightly bounced his Cessna 206 as it touched down on the Kansas grass airstrip of longtime friend Jack Jenkinson. “Did you see me land…both times?” said Eugene Shore, grinning sheepishly.
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