On a Wing and a Whim

Last night, a certain 9 year old boy's father looked at me, thoughtfully, and asked, "You know, a passenger doesn't really need...

After calling off flying out Monday, Brigid and I set out to find Tam , food, and fun. We definitely found Tam, and my goodness was there ...

After a long day of good food, good fellowship, and good fun, we went to bed early...earlier, anyway. life was awesome. (There's no way ...

Over the Badlands Flying into the smoke trail of a contained wildfire Over South Dakota, which alternated between luxurious fields and strug...

Got up at the crack of dawn to get the plane out before the semi with the cropduster's loads showed up and parked in front of the hangar...

When it comes to thunderstorms, I stand with Sir Robin - bravely running away! When flying over I-90 and realizing I was pointed at a very l...

The wind in Billings finally died a little after 5, and I got out. About 15 miles out of Gillette, WY, I flew into the smoke trail of a cont...