Even the worst day flying…
Sunday, February 29th, 2004…is better than the best day at work.
Today wasn’t the worst day I’ve had flying, but it sure wasn’t the best. I didn’t have a plan or a destination, I was just going for the sake of going - it was a sunny warm day (if a bit breezy) and I was relishing the thought of flying without having to shovel snow, pre-heat the engine, and all that stuff. I took along my film camera with the thought of taking some scenic pictures.
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