I slowly rolled the aircraft to the end of the gravel runway as I took in the colors of the season. I lined her up with the runway and Ol' Billy Bob gave me the green light to take off.
As I sped down the dirt runway, the DC-3's big wheels started to do their dance bouncing up and down as I pulled back on the stick.
As the huge wings of the aircraft grasp the autumn's air, I gently pull back and turn her out over Chiniak Bay as I head towards Anchorage.
I level her off as the two engines rotate to my left and to my right. I crack open the side window to take in what the season has to offer, clean air, bright blue skies and a hot cup of coffee for my hour and a half flight.
I pass the Eastern most point of Woody Island, it is open seas from here on out. The only signs of life might be an occasional tanker delivering Alaskas's precious resources, or some marine life. Last week I saw a group of whales and some sea lions playing out in the Gulf of Alaska. What a nice sight that was.
My last turn, from here on in it is straight and level flying to Anchorage. It should be a nice flight. I do hope I see the whales again.
If you are ever in Anchorage, look us up. The flight to Kodiak is wonderful and the Island has a lot to offer. Just make sure You fly Classic Air!!
Ol' Billy Bob will have the coffee on and a warm seat next to the fire. This time of the year is always a welcome season. Autumn is in the "Classic Air".
Hope you enjoy your flight......................
Dave
