Saturday, January 31, 2004 |
22:12 - What I Did Today
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I was here:
I've said it before and I'll say it again: Having a roommate with a private pilot's license kicks ass.
And so does Yosemite, covered in late-January snow, on a crisp cold day where the clouds break over the foothills to give flyers-by a perfect panorama suitable for filling up whole Flash cards with photos. (Plenty more where this came from.)
The trip was a fairly exciting one, too. Columbia airport, in the foothills east of Stockton, is a hideous bitch goddess. Crosswinds of 15 knots made it impossible to line up accurately on the runway without losing rudder authority, so after two go-arounds we moved on to Oakdale, on much flatter valley ground. And thence a straight shot home. Yeah, mountain flying is cool-- but so is getting home in one piece.
I may get some nice high-quality iPhoto prints of a few of these photos. My brother might like some of them...
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