Flying Floats,
That's the kind of flying which attracted me to aviation in the first place. I just got back from taking some guys out on a sucessful 4 day caribou hunt. The first evening a herd of caribou wandered practically into our camp. They were safe, as no-one could shoot one until the next day after being airborne. The only other person we saw the whole time was a Fish and Wildlife Officer who magically appeared at our camp in his Super Cub just after 2 caribou were taken. It was hard work, but completely different set of challenges than my job; no one to talk to on the radio, no airways to fly, no performance charts and runway lengths ... just experience and the eyeball to determine how big a load I could haul out of a given lake. As I was driving home after getting back I marveled at the contrast between the traffic, noise, and clutter of the city and the quiet of where I'd just been. It got me to wondering what it would be like doing that full time. Maybe it would become old after a while, but it certainly seems apealling.
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