Epiphany #132

The real fun is flying NOE 10-20 feet off the deck.
Especially flying a curving river below the treetops.
You never know what you will find around the next bend!

On Fri, 12 Nov 2004 14:16:28 GMT, john smith wrote:

The real fun is flying NOE 10-20 feet off the deck.
Especially flying a curving river below the treetops.
You never know what you will find around the next bend!

Powerlines, a bridge or rising terrain? No thanks!

Bela P. Havasreti

"Jay Honeck" wrote in message news:n_Mkd.86573$R05.83876@attbi_s53...

[snipped wishing you many more such happy flights]
Until now.

10,000 generations before me gazed up at the sky, and wondered what it would
be like to soar with eagles. 10,000 generations wondered how it would feel
to hover between earth and sky, longing to achieve it -- but fearing it as
well.

And there I was.

All of us, in this season of man, must surely realize how fortunate we are.
All of us, in this tiny brotherhood of aviators, must surely be the luckiest
people to have ever walked this planet.

Jay,

This song "May It Be" by Enya is indeed very beautiful. Next time,
when you are alone, up there in blue, silent beautiful sky, listen
this song.

-Jeet.

john smith wrote in message . ..
The real fun is flying NOE 10-20 feet off the deck.
Especially flying a curving river below the treetops.
You never know what you will find around the next bend!

If that's the case, I guess you just have to hope that it's not a power line? :-)

John Galban=====N4BQ (PA28-180)

"Jay Honeck" wrote in message
news:n_Mkd.86573$R05.83876@attbi_s53...
Wouldn't you think after nearly ten years, and over 1300 hours aloft
(900 as PIC;

Uh-oh, you're getting ahead of me...

400 with Mary as PIC), that I would get over this?

God help me if I ever do!

Any time I want, I can mentally feel the yoke in my hands and the rudder
pedals under my feet, and smell that unique airplane smell. When I do
this, I get lifted above whatever down-to-earth problems are bugging me.
We're lucky men, indeed.
--
Dan
C172RG at BFM

Any time I want, I can mentally feel the yoke in my hands and the rudder
pedals under my feet, and smell that unique airplane smell. When I do
this, I get lifted above whatever down-to-earth problems are bugging me.
We're lucky men, indeed.

For sure.

Every day, on my way home from the hotel, I drive past a cemetery. In it
are thousands of men, women, and an appalling number of children who have
gone down the road before me.

I look at them every day, and vow to make my life worth *something* -- to do
whatever it takes to transcend daily existence and to live life to the
fullest extent possible.

Fly more. Use what skills we've been blessed with to rise above the
troubles of this earth.

The clock is wound but once.

:-)
--
Jay Honeck
Iowa City, IA
Pathfinder N56993
www.AlexisParkInn.com
"Your Aviation Destination"

Hmmm, love the song..

THAT would work!

Dave


On 12 Nov 2004 09:55:26 -0800, (Jeet)
wrote:

"Jay Honeck" wrote in message news:n_Mkd.86573$R05.83876@attbi_s53...

[snipped wishing you many more such happy flights]
Until now.

10,000 generations before me gazed up at the sky, and wondered what it would
be like to soar with eagles. 10,000 generations wondered how it would feel
to hover between earth and sky, longing to achieve it -- but fearing it as
well.

And there I was.

All of us, in this season of man, must surely realize how fortunate we are.
All of us, in this tiny brotherhood of aviators, must surely be the luckiest
people to have ever walked this planet.

Jay,

This song "May It Be" by Enya is indeed very beautiful. Next time,
when you are alone, up there in blue, silent beautiful sky, listen
this song.

-Jeet.