Welcome back brother
Welcome back to the spirit of the air. There is something invigorating, when we as humans, break those bonds of gravity. Weather it be in a Cessna, Piper, ultra-light, it does something for the soul. (Though I feel sorry for those idiots who do it off a high building). Something good. Something wonderful.
Just the other day, I was asking the person I was flying w, when was the last time he had flown a small plane. It had been four or five years. For myself it has been two and a half years. I miss flying those little planes. I miss going to get that $100 hamburger. I miss going to look at the fall colors. I miss Put-In-Bay.
I guess with being married and with kids and with other responsibilites, I have not allowed myself to rellish the joys of being a private pilot. Thank you for shareing your experience with us. You reminded me of my first love...but don't tell my wife that.
Though my job may be flying airplanes, I still miss going to the airport early in the morning. Doing a pre-flight while it is still dark. Taking off just as the sun is showing itself over the horizon. I can be a morning person when it comes to flying.
Don't let it be so long until you come back up and see us!!
CJ610