Reunion with the sky…
On April 5th, 2007 I had a reunion.
A reunion with the sky.
A clear, blue sky and a gentle breeze were my playground. My transportation to this playground was Skyhawk 23758, a Cessna 172 with a “glass cockpit” and an urgent desire to defy gravity. Or was that my desire? Sometimes it’s hard to tell.
I know. I just made a reference inferring that the airplane I flew had feelings.
But don’t they? I wonder what kind of results I’d get if I took a poll, right now, to find out how many pilots assign human characteristics to their flying machines. Assigning some feeling to your airplane surely is Anthropomorphism at its best!
It certainly makes sense. There is certainly nothing ordinary about flying. That airy feeling when the wheels leave the pavement on the takeoff run…that calm rush looking down at the world below from thousands of feet up in the air…that sigh you can almost hear as the wheels touch down on the pavement signaling the end of another aerial adventure.
No, flying is extraordinary.
So after completing three very pleasing landings, I decided to take some photos of Skyhawk 23758 before I left the airport. I mean, an airplane needs a little TLC, a little attention after safely transporting you to your aerial playground. Why not feed that vanity a little with a photo or two?
So here’s to you, ‘Hawk 23758, for a great flight. Thanks for helping me “get up there” and scratch that flying itch.
I’ll be seeing you again.
Soon!
