I also have little hair. An interesting thing I remember about the Tri-Traveler was how the instructor had such difficulty in demonstrating stalls. I weighed less than 140 pounds and he less than 150. the bird would just hang there and not drop a wing, so he always yanked the stick over to simulate a stall. Three and a half years later when home from the USAF, I continued lessons in a 150 and different instructor. A fortunate thing for me occurred just before solo. I knew I was ready and anticipated at the next lesson however the instructor couldn't make it and I was to go with the man who rented the 150 to us. He had been a feature around the airport since I was a teen In Civil Air Patrol, usually sleeping in a chair on a bench. We took off and he said, "We'll do touch and goes today." As we climbed out, he fell fast asleep, and only aroused when the wheels touched, with a "go around." I felt as if I were soloing with an insurance policy although in later years wondered how he would have reacted if needed. Any way, the next lesson was the real solo.