Sunday was the day--we drove to the Spanish Fork airport where Jacob had rented a plane for a couple of hours. I was so impressed and pleased watching him do the pre-flight inspection of the plane; he is very thorough and takes the time to check everything properly, which is important because if you don't you could die. And I like Jacob, I want him around for a while. When he ran out of things to check, we strapped ourselves in and headed for the runway.
Before I knew it we had taken off and were rapidly ascending--there were a few bumps on the way up but nothing too scary (only slightly alarming). I relaxed and enjoyed the view...snapped a couple pictures...
For the record, I managed not to throw up (although it was extremely close), and Jacob's landing was amazing--smooth as silk. Literally it was better than any landing I've ever experienced while flying a large, commercial airline--so I was very impressed, he's an awesome pilot. And after a couple hours sitting on the couch sipping a Dr. Pepper (it makes everything better), I started to feel a bit better.
I think I'd better get me some Dramamine.
4 comments:
YAY! Jacob is the best.
Sad! I'm sorry you got sick! But, kudos to Jacob for his flying skills. That's awesome!
Awesome flying! Not so awesome nausea.....but like you said...Dramamine can be your friend.
Miss you guys!
Julie! At least you got an awesome photo of you guys before you turned green!
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