About age 17, best bud and I used to hang around STL looking at the big birds (before days of security). Ventured out to old Wiess Field west of St. Louis, found they gave one hour "sightseeing" flights, 7 bucks a person, down to the Mississipi and back.
Fast forward 27 years, wife suggests I change careers to one I might enjoy better, so here we go flying. Intro flight on a calm clear day (rare in LA) from VNY out to the Pacific, around Channel Islands and back. After that totally hooked.
Still working on the PPL, have to do this part time, travel too much. If only I could log the hours spent in Business Class.
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It's not a matter of where I am, it's a matter of when I am.
[This message has been edited by JetAgeHobo (edited 14 November 2000).]