April 7 - F is for Flying
Before we flew to New Zealand, in 1975, for our honeymoon, I had only flown once. This trip gave me the chance to experience a ski plane flight, to land on the Tasman Glacier, with Mount Cook looming above us.
This is the plane we flew in.
And this was our runway.
An amazing flight.
It was awhile before I flew again but have now been in similar light planes, a helicopter and all manner of jets and propeller planes.
Now days I've become a bit blasé about flying, it is now a means to a destination.
What was your most exciting flight.
Bye for now,