Since if was Belle's anniversary +1, I decided to take her for a little outing, just us two. Murphy got paid off with a fresh marrow bone and she and I went traveling.
First stop: he last place of residence.
They even put her on their Facebook page!
Then it was off to the airport.
Belle hasn't flown before. But we sure remedied that. Up we went under a low broken ceiling with 12-knot winds, which, fortunately for us, were right down the runway.
And there's the dog pound, from above.
A bit of banking, just because. Bank to the left.
Bank to the right.
Look down into our favorite secret training facility. Someone has a new compound to play with their armored Hum-Vees in.
Local private grass strip. Always good to keep these in mind for emergencies.
Then back home for some pattern work. I shot six landings, three left-pattern and three right-pattern. The winds made it "interesting", but hey--that's what practice is for, right?
F-86 gate guardian.
Five of the last C-5 Galaxies of the 167th Airlift Wing, on the ground below.
Their new C-17 parked next to one of the old C-5s. C-17 sure looks little, doesn't it?
Runway sports a new white box, just past the "26". I was told that it's for the C-17s to practice tactical landings. Works for Cessna 172s, too.
Plane turned over to ramp crew. It's getting hangared, at least through the winter and spring bird season.
Belle in the FBO.