Thanks to my Mother's DNA I am quite afraid of flying. And yet the view from the window of an airplane is like nothing else you will experience in transportation. At times it is so spectacular as to put you in the direct glory of Our Father.Recently my friend Adalberto took me up to Friday Harbor [in the San Juan Islands] in a small plane. He's a new pilot; wanted to share the ride with someone on a beautiful Sunday afternoon. It was cloudless and warm; nothing obstructing our view except the bright sun.
The plane we took is made by a Canadian company, it's noted for being super easy to fly and maintains flight easily [because it's essentially a glider design with a small engine]. We travelled at a low airspeed but it didn't matter because the view of greater Puget Sound was worth the extra time.
The flight was uneventful [best kind] leaving room for the view to command our attention. What's not obvious until you have this kind of view is how much water surrounds the region from Seattle to Canada, and back. Each body of land [not water] is blessed with an abundance of lakes, rivers, tide flats or other tentacles from the Pacific ocean. We live in a region which thinks more about water from above [as in rain] while water below spills out across the landscape.
Lovely, so lovely. Con paz.
frank
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