Grant Skene
Joined July 2020
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Grabbing Some Sky
My first flight was, well forever ago. Before I was born. At least that’s the way I think of it. But my first real flight took place when I was eleven years old. I guess I should clarify: in my book, a real flight is a flight where you are the pilot. You control the aircraft. Crammed in some tiny excuse for a chair on an airliner with dozens, maybe hundreds of other grumpy passengers who smell of old aftershave and spilled coffee, doesn't count as a real flight. A real flight takes new meaning when you see the ground slipping by, and clouds flow over your wings changing colors with the sun.
By Grant Skene4 years ago in Wander