Tuesday afternoon I took Number One Son, Miles, for a ride in 43 Bravo. It was his first flight in a vintage airplane. What a great afternoon! He got to hold the brakes while Pops turned the prop, fly a little, land on grass, and even managed to return the sick sack to the glove box unused. If either one of us had remembered to bring any money, he might have enjoyed an ice cold strawberry smoothie from the Bush-N-Vine Produce Stand, at York, South Carolina. I know; poor planning on my part.
Below are a few photos from Miles' point of view. Enjoy!
Jellystone Air Park
43 Bravo, sitting pretty.
Checking the oil in the Mighty 85!
Turning final at York, South Carolina.
Reflections. . .
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