I learned to fly through Arctic Flyers, which is a family run operation out of Lake Hood. Through the years, I have flown with Heidi, Herman, and Rick. On this day, Rick was getting married and many of the wedding guests were aviation enthusiasts. We took Grandma to the wedding and sat with our friends Ben and Lynn. In an earlier post, I showed pictures of us eating a homemade blueberry pie. The pie was made by Ben and Lynn who gave it to us here at the wedding.
Monday, November 23, 2009
We took my Grandma to the Summit Lake Lodge for lunch and ran into our friends Cliff and Sara. Sara flies a Husky and Cliff flies a PA-12. They had flown their float planes from Anchorage to have lunch. My Grandma thought this was really neat, so we watched Cliff and Sara take off for home. In this photo, Sara has just lifted off (above the left wing of Cliff's plane) and Cliff is taxiing for take-off.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
We found a picnic table nearby that someone left behind. It was a simple design that allowed it to be easily disassembled to fit in an airplane. We dragged it over to our camp.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
This is the last photo from the trip on the way through Ptarmagin Pass. The weather was terrible the rest of the way home. Rainy Pass was basically IMC and we picked our way towards Skwentna. No chance for photos because I was busy flying the plane. Hans landed in Anchorage at Lake Hood strip, and I decided to continue on to Soldotna. Visibilities improved just outside of Anchorage, and I relaxed for a pleasant ride home. That was when I experienced the worst turbulence of the trip crossing Turnagain Arm. I was in continuous moderate with occasional severe turbulence. Again, no photos. I was happy to land safely in Soldotna. I put the 6-pack of Beer on my shelf in the hangar where it still sits. Someday I will drink it.
The flight through Farewell was marginal due to smoke from the fires around Fairbanks. Once past Farewell, the visibility improved, but the winds were brutal. We had to fly through Ptarmagin pass to get back to the Mat-Su valley. We were in continuous moderate turbulence the entire way.
We were planning on staying the night in Farewell for our last night on the trip. We found a store in McGrath and bought a 6-pack of Alaskan Amber for $15. This was clearly a good deal compared against the $11 glass of Alaskan White in Bettles. We dragged the newly acquired beer to the Flight Service Station to check the weather before heading to Farewell. The weather briefer told us that bad weather was moving in from the Bethel area and it might affect the passes to the Mat-Su valley for the next couple of days. Hans and I decided to cut the trip short and fly directly back to Anchorage. So I loaded the $15 6-pack into the plane and shipped the beer back to where it probably originated when it cost $7.
Departed Ophir for McGrath the next morning. On the way, we flew over Takotna. The strip is chiseled into the top of the mountain that sits above the town. Winds were a bit squirrely up there. We landed and met a guy, Buck Turnbull, who was helping to relocate the airstrip to another location. He said there was nothing in Takotna, so we left.