Well ... I was flying this new route to Kim's "Little Oliver Creek" ... lovely flight up the Skeena River ... writing the Trip Tic, making the "FS" (Flight Seeing Plan) ... then I made the turn back toward Little Oliver Creek. Well, I spilled the coffee, I dodged the edge of the cliff and caught a pontoon in a pine tree on the last turn to port. I hit "P" [pause] ... the guy in the back seat threw up and couldn't find the little bag ... oh me, there goes the weekend. I got out of the plane, got BOB, climbed the tree and retrieved the pontoon and drug it up to the cabins with a couple of hikers' help. Got back in the plane, hit "p" ... semi-crash landed (but lived to tell about it) and parked the broken plane over by the cabins. Called Misty's, they are sending out a mechanic and a little winch tomorrow to fix it. Now what?
Well, I didn't have a plane, but there was a boat rental nearby. So I rented a boat and headed down the river finally getting to Terrance about dusk. What would my fellow pilots say if they saw me driving a boat instead of flying my Beaver? Oh well ... they'll never know if you don't tell them! Chris is going to be real upset that I broke his plane. (And wait till I get my hands on Kim ... the nerve of that guy putting a bumpy, crooked, sloping runway into our Scenery Library like that ... it is way too short ... way too dangerous ...)
. . . and one heck of a lot of fun!
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