I was thinking about that Osprey, and it's pretty paint job as Charlie and I headed out cub flying first thing this morning. I gave her a minute to get ahead of me so I didn't have to eat her wake turbulence for the first few hundred feet and headed west. All of a sudden, I saw a C130 at an intercept angle for me just a few hundred feet above. I ratcheted down the seatbelts and went over unusual attitude recovery in my mind because it seem like I was going to get their wake. Fortunately I didn't. On the way back in, I took a picture of the C130 that was apparently came to fix the Osprey. Then while putting the cubs in the hanger, we saw a 210 with a turbine conversion land hot and porpoise its way down the runway. Never a dull moment in aviation.