Flyin' High

Saturday we went to a light flyers Fly-In.  There were tiny little planes there, the biggest one I saw could accomodate 4 people.  Kids 8-17 could go up for free in association with the EAA Young Eagles program.  This was a great opportunity, and since Brad has always had a love for flying, he really wanted to go.  For my husband to want to do anything outside during the summer is, well, a miracle.  So I didn't hesitate to load up the family and enjoy the day outside (which, by the way, was hotter than I can even begin to explain).  If you live in Mississippi, and I know most of you do, then I don't have to explain it.  You know......But regardless, we had a great time.  I had never seen anything quite like it.  Not that I'm an avid flyer, I've flown on two trips my entire life, but there's nothing like watching a small plane take off and land in a pasture! 

My kids and hubby wanted to all go up.  I on the other hand did not.  I was told many times that these small planes are just as safe if not safer than the big ones and that the pilots were just as good if not better than commercial pilots.  I don't doubt any of that, but God created gravity for a reason, and my feet just wanted to stay on the ground yesterday.  Anyway, someone had to take pictures.  I don't know why I didn't send the camera up with Brad to take aerial shots.  Neither one of us thought about it....maybe next time!

When we got there, we saw a couple of other men from our church!  The one Poptart is sitting with went up in a glider.  You know, the kind of plane that has to get towed up into the sky and then just glides with no motor or anything?  He says it was peaceful and could be habit-forming....I'll take his word for it!

That's Brad and his pilot waiting for take-off.  Brad even got to play pilot for a few minutes!

There he goes!

Because there were such nice people there and because the lady making the flight lists is a member of the same church as us, she asked the pilot to take Poptart up even though she did not meet the age requirements.  The pilot didn't hesitate, and Brad didn't mind getting to go up again either!

Poptart with her headset on.  I don't think she needed it though.  Brad said she didn't utter a sound the entire flight, which lasted about half-an-hour.  When she got on the ground however, she didn't have a problem letting us know how fun it was and how she wanted to go again. 

Up, up, and away!

Okay, finally Gogurt's turn.  Bless his heart, he had to wait the longest of anyone.  But finally it was his turn and was he ever ready!  That's Mr. John, the pilot, directing his steps to get into the plane. 

Once he was in the plane, still more waiting!  Two more planes were coming in to land. 

Still waiting, but taking in the cockpit.

Finally!  Gogurt is off the ground!

Back on the ground with Pilot John.

I was glad to get all my family members back on the ground.  To tell you I wasn't slightly nervous while they were gone flyin' would be a lie.  But to see the smiles on their faces made it worth it all.  Thanks to the Club for opening up your planes, hangars, etc. to the general public, and a special thanks to the Prices who made this a day my family will never, ever forget!