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Author Archives: Colin Summers
The Worst Possible Case
Yosemite was rainy, which was a surprise. That is, it wasn’t predicted. That made me a little nervous about what might be happening down in Fresno. We stayed an extra night up in Fish Camp because it was so beautiful … Continue reading
Posti Scripti
Two things I have forgotten to mention: When Nell and I flew the boys up to Santa Barbara one of my favorite things was that Dexter loved being “on the radio” with his headset. The microphone is voice-activated, and Dexter … Continue reading
We’re Thankful for Bernoulli Who Let us Fly to Yosemite
Nell’s sister Claire decided to have Thanksgiving up in Yosemite at a big lodge. We were thrilled when she said we could tag along. We had considered going to the Grand Canyon with Adam and Sharalyn, but it seemed like … Continue reading
Rudy Aloft
Yesterday was a nearly perfect flight. I’m trying to get a few more hours in Two Sierra before we fly up to Fresno tomorrow. So I had a 10am flight schedule. Rudy had a cold, so he stayed home from … Continue reading
First Parental Charter
Adam was having such fun flying Mom and Alex around that I had to figure out a way to take them up. The problem was that I didn’t really need to go anywhere. I don’t know where Adam is getting … Continue reading
Admiration
This is the essay my nephew Max wrote for his application to high school. He had to write about the person he admired most and why. I was proud to be chosen and a little surprised, since I don’t think … Continue reading
Burgers
Those are buffalo burgers out on Catalina. And there are buffalo out there on the Island. I’m not sure one is made from the other. Update: January 2006. Adam and I have now flown to Catalina’s little Airport in the … Continue reading
Time
Before I flew up to take my check ride I looked at my logbook: I had sixty-eight hours of time in flight. That seemed rather amazing. Less than two weeks of full time work. The time away from my regular … Continue reading
The Landing
The hardest thing, by far, has been learning to land the airplane. Part of it is the pressure to do a good landing. When I flew by myself to three different airports in a little over four hours I was … Continue reading
Book: Free Flight
I should have kept a blog as I was reading these books, but I didn’t know how long my interest in aviation was going to last and certainly didn’t know that I might want to share my musings about it … Continue reading