Slipping the Surly Bonds of Earth
Lynn Burnham took me flying in his sweet 1963 Piper Cherokee this week (September 29th, 2009). He picked me up at 5:30 AM and we departed Falcon Field a little after 6. We went out past Red Mountain, over to Bushnell Tanks, circled to Horseshoe Lake, down over Bartlet Lake and back. We were airborne for a little over an hour. It was an absolute blast.










So awesome. I love flying. I have only been in a Cessna once, but will again, someday.
ammon said this on October 2nd, 2009 at 6:25 am
Flying in a small plane is so different from flying in an airliner, isn’t it?
Kohl said this on October 2nd, 2009 at 3:43 pm