hey Guys, I did a little work on the KR today and wanted to get a flight in but it was a bit strong and gusty so I waited until about 5 pm when it had dropped to gusting to 17 kts. I took off figuring on staying up a while hoping it would settle down. I headed north towards my Dad's. He usually meets me at an airport about 20 min south of where he lives and I grew up so I had never flown around the old stomping grounds. It took about an hour to get up there in the head winds near the Pa./NY boarder. I was just headed to circle his house and head back home but as i got closer I realized that a couple mile detour would take me over the farm that I was born on. I found it easily and it looked just like I remember it,. All the buildings still look good and the area has hardly changed. Hardly any new houses in nearly 50 years. I headed on up the river to my Dad's house enjoying the view that I had never experienced growing up. His house is right on the river and i laughed when I saw there was an island right behind his house fairly large (about 20 acres). It was all planted with crops and I couldn't figure out how they got the machinery over there. From there I flew over to the old airport that is apparently closed now but does not seem like any thing bad is happening to it. Yet. I continued on up the river a couple more miles to where my grand parents had a farm on the river. As I circled over it for some time I noticed how big the canopy of the trees that I can remember being planted were. I could clearly see the old river bed lines in the fields that were filled to over flowing during the flood of "72 and where I remember putting sticks in the ground to keep track of the river rise per hour. I circled the ponds and river banks that I spent so much time fishing (a skill I have lost since lost). I circled the next house that I grew up in a few streets over from the river. A place that I really loved. It was built of stone from it's own small river rock quarry and all the rock was split in half and was full of fossils. It was a lesson in geology just walking around the house. I always thought I might copy this place someday (I just may have given myself motivation for my next project) I had lingered in the area long enough so I continued on up river to Binghamton NY and then followed rt 81 back south towards home. I was flying at a pretty slow pace and just truly enjoyed the trip all the way around in a way that only a small percentage of us will ever know. I hope that all of you have the opportunity to see the world the way i do. Blue skies, Joe Horton Coopersburg, Pa. ____________________________________________________________ Find success and happiness with drug and alcohol rehabilitation. Click now. http://thirdpartyoffers.juno.com/TGL2141/fc/BLSrjpTJWRWGDrp6kyuQN0zPqwbhxOnFRlfdSgmrfwlgbPw7rIdFxOwXhh2/
