Life is funny. I flew about 800 miles, over 4 states, sunup to sundown and was late getting home by 40 seconds. 40 seconds meant that I had to fly to another airport and find a ride home (thanks Hot) because my home airport is under construction and the airport turns into a pumpkin at sunset. Well, maybe not a pumpkin but the place shuts down at official sunset. Really, no exceptions. I was just under 2 miles from touchdown when it shut down. Now you may think that I was a little upset about the whole thing, a day like that coming down to 40 seconds. Not even a little bit. It wasn't too long ago that I wasn't even getting paid to fly. In fact, I was paying other people a lot of money so that I could fly. A year ago, I could only dream to have this kind of "40 second problem". So I hope that I never lose sight of the fact that the problems I have today are problems of progress and luxury. Life is real good.
Those helicopters in the photo are Blackhawks. One followed me into Gainesville this afternoon. Pretty cool.
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