So I know this is supposed to be Hattie's blog. But since Hattie & Momma went down to Birmingham today and left the camera with me, you're stuck with my exciting pictures. Today I went flying with a friend from seminary, Eric Cooter, who used to be a full-time flight instructor down in Florida (he still teaches on the weekends). This was my first time in a plane this small, and I had a blast! We flew from the Fayetteville airport over to Sewanee, landed in Winchester, and then headed back home. I actually got to take the controls (thank God Eric was right there) a good bit of the time. Let's just say I could relax and enjoy it more when the plane was in the hands of the flight instructor.
2 comments:
Hi Brad - Whew, when I saw you in that plane my heart took a leap!
Are you sure you don't want to stick with whitewater rafting for your freetime adventures? The picture looks like you are taller than the plane. Anyway, glad you enjoyed it! Love ya, Mom
Brad, I also think my heart prob'ly skipped a beat when I saw the posting....Small planes are sorta like motorcycles...way too much fun and way too easy to kill yourself....stick to kayaking and waverunners!!!
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