Fly Girlz

Around 1 o'clock on Saturday, Ruth and I got tired of supervising the cast of characters working on our club's Cardinal, so we decided to skip out in the Tiger for a quick run over Harper's Ferry. The day was just too pretty not to fly.

Gashaw (a.k.a. one of my most devoted blog readers) was eager to join us - there were going to be two empty seats, after all! - but he eventually decided to be a diligent supervisor and remain behind to keep the worker bees at max productivity in our absence. John and his son, Nate, also considered coming, but decided on a raincheck.

So, in the end, it was just us girlz.

Before we left, John asked me if I'd tried flying the Tiger beneath the bridge (below) on the way out to Harper's Ferry. Although tempted, I decided to resist. It was, after all, the prudent thing to do. I figured I should pass the ten hour mark in the Tiger first.

As we flew along over the Potomac, Ruth tried her hand at the Tiger. She quickly compensated for the tendency (when one is used to flying Cessnas) to let the Tiger climb. So, as Ruth chauffeured me, I got to sit back and enjoy the views.

We looped around over the split in the river a few times to take photographs looking back towards Gaithersburg, before eventually deciding we "might as well" head for home.

Not every Thelma & Louise trip has to just keep going ... but it is tempting on a day like Saturday!

As I maneuvered for landing, Ruth caught some fun pictures - just look at that concentration!

I also suspect it will be the rare passenger that captures me landing on the centerline - I'm left, through and through, eh? - so thanks, Ruth.

You can be my wing[wo]man anytime!!