A few weeks ago Mike started expressing an interest in airplanes, particularly smaller single-engine aircraft. At first I suppose it was just more of a passing interest, however that passing interest quickly snowballed and Mike has become fascinated with the idea of getting his pilot's license and one day buying an airplane. He has even already been scoping out planes for sale and making contact with local plane owners to learn more about them.
So, as a fun Father's Day outing, we took the boys - all three- to a small airport to check things out. The boys ended up having a blast checking out all of the different planes and thought it was so cool to have seen one take off down the runway.






Personally I was entertained by the fact that I felt like I was visiting Jay Jay the Jet Plane in Tarrytown as I couldn't stop seeing faces on the planes...
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11 comments:
Oh, I think I am intrigued. Is it such a leap from Hi-Fi to Airplanes?
jpedee said...
I hope the have seats big enough for the **K-size posteriors.
**paranoia edit...sorry!
To respond to your comment Sunshine, after looking at some of the smaller "two-seaters", Mike noted that there would definitely have to be some kind of "agreement" between the two parties seated next to each other as there is no such thing as personal space on some of the smaller planes.
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Yikes....at least when you go up north now you can fly right into Sugar Loaf! Wow...Michy co-pilot with her naviagtion skills? HA! HA! Wow....I am officially speechless! I know the boys would it though! WOW!
OMG. Part of me wanted to delete the ass post, but once I stopped laughing, I decided to leave it for all to see. See what I am up against that is.
And Anonymous - only my dearest family would dare insult my navigational skills in such a public forum. OUCH. Speaking of driving skills, there was a time when you pulled a good lawn job if memory serves...
Has Michael ever considered being a helicopter pilot? They seem like they would be a little more generous in the side by side seating department. Plus, that vertical take off and landing would really open up the potential destinations.
Seriously, the ass tirade needs to be published asap! I am so proud to know the author! So, here I am running this a.m., ready to quit...until...I replayed the ass rant in my mind. Good thing I didn't waste too much of what little energy I had left laughing.
The comments were loosely adapted from Chuck Norris Facts. I wish they were my own. I'm sorry to have shamed you all.
I'm still impressed and completely entertained. I do, however, appreciate your honesty.
Michelle--nice job capturing those plane faces! So cute:)
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