I love to fly. I’ve been in jets, small private planes, and even a free-float hot air balloon. Something birds take for granted, I suppose, but for me, being up in the air is exhilarating.
I’m not a pilot, however, so I reap the benefit of their knowledge and expertise. My oldest brother is a pilot and has a couple of small aircraft up in Minnesota. One year when visiting up there, he took me up for a look-see around the area with all those beautiful lakes and lush countryside. We took off and landed on a dirt runway, and he even let me take control to actually “fly” the plane.
That lasted about ten seconds while I freaked out.
He also told me not to worry, but since my door was partially open, and would I please full it shut and latch it? Sure, no problem.
I still love flying. Continue reading