On My Way (Don't Know Where I'm Going) 27
Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2004 10:20 amWell, after a week's stay in Portland, checking out the art galleries, book shops, and staying with friends I decided to get going. It was early when I got started (and refueled..ha ha).
Sayyy, don't these two planes look familiar? Now where did I see them before
And headed off...
It's just about 5:50, and the cities are just waking up..
I had called ahead to the coast guard in Seattle, and they were happy to oblige me with some shots. It also kept me from the 2 hour debriefing that I had to go through when I landed in Portland. Word to the wise...don't mess with the FBI! Those guys have no sense of humor at all!
Too bad there wasn't a game on!
Some views of Seattle...
And of course the Space Needle! What shot of Seattle would be complete without the Space Needle?! Dunno what that multicolored building near it is...anyone out there know?
The rest of the flight was pretty uneventful... I gave myself plenty of room to approach (mainly to slow down and descend from 10500!
And landed (though not in the middle of 26L, but close enough for government work)
My taxi to parking was, thankfully, shorter, but as I was headed there, I kept hearing calls from ground to a Learjet to "hold postion, caution the Experimental on the taxiway"...referring to me (dunno why they don't just call it the Lancair). As I got close, this was the scene I saw...
Now being that close to the exhaust of a jet cannot be healthy!
Well, here I am in Canada. Can't let them know I'm American! Now to fit in I brought a special outfit consisting of hat (you know, the kind with flaps over the ears), a red flannel shirt, jeans, and hiking boots.
Also I carry a hockey stick, only drink Labatt Blue, and say "eh", and "aboot", and "take off eh"
Yeah yeah, that's it...that's da ticket!
Chapter 26 is here.
Sayyy, don't these two planes look familiar? Now where did I see them before
And headed off...
It's just about 5:50, and the cities are just waking up..
I had called ahead to the coast guard in Seattle, and they were happy to oblige me with some shots. It also kept me from the 2 hour debriefing that I had to go through when I landed in Portland. Word to the wise...don't mess with the FBI! Those guys have no sense of humor at all!
Too bad there wasn't a game on!
Some views of Seattle...
And of course the Space Needle! What shot of Seattle would be complete without the Space Needle?! Dunno what that multicolored building near it is...anyone out there know?
The rest of the flight was pretty uneventful... I gave myself plenty of room to approach (mainly to slow down and descend from 10500!
And landed (though not in the middle of 26L, but close enough for government work)
My taxi to parking was, thankfully, shorter, but as I was headed there, I kept hearing calls from ground to a Learjet to "hold postion, caution the Experimental on the taxiway"...referring to me (dunno why they don't just call it the Lancair). As I got close, this was the scene I saw...
Now being that close to the exhaust of a jet cannot be healthy!
Well, here I am in Canada. Can't let them know I'm American! Now to fit in I brought a special outfit consisting of hat (you know, the kind with flaps over the ears), a red flannel shirt, jeans, and hiking boots.
Also I carry a hockey stick, only drink Labatt Blue, and say "eh", and "aboot", and "take off eh"
Yeah yeah, that's it...that's da ticket!
Chapter 26 is here.
