You know what? I absolutely adore flying. The feeling when you take off, wheels off the runway, when you turn, and you just get that feeling in your body, or even when you hit turbulence. I love it.
I drew this little picture after I had my first flight lesson in a little Cessna 152.
It’s hardly a masterpiece, but it’s a great memory for me.
Everything about that day was pretty much perfect. I’m not a big fan of cold weather, but it was perfect, the first clear day after about 4 days of snowstorms, not a cloud in the blue sky, sun shining, ice and snow covering everything and that cold morning air that burns your nose when you breathe.
It didn’t hurt that my fly-boy was well fit, either.
I could drone on about it, but all I really need to say is that it was probably one of the best days I’ve had.