Flying

Well one of my birthday gifts was a flight in a bi-plane. Mixed emotions, at one extreme total fear and conviction of my inability to actually do it. Then the joy an exhilaration when up there.

I have flown in the past in a Cessna, but this beats those experiences and the first thought upon landing was that I wanted to be back up.

It was not as if I did not have moments of fear when up there because I did. But they were easily out-weighed by the the positive feelings.

I used to love reading Richard Bach books. Partly because of his love and passion for flying, which he conveyed so wonderfully in his writings. I am sure being in the open cockpit contributed to the sense of freedom I had.