
Flying history: Buzzing around in the Boeing Stearman biplane
Flying over Sacramento in the yellow Stearman biplane. Me in my extra sexy leather helmet. And yes, I do have the goggles, …
Flying over Sacramento in the yellow Stearman biplane. Me in my extra sexy leather helmet. And yes, I do have the goggles, …
Coming or going, I couldn’t tell you. But I noticed this family standing opposite the small crowd awaiting an airport tram at …
I was a word lumberjack all day, hacking and slashing and cutting down chapters of my dissertation to squeeze my carefully sculpted …
Unlike supervised solos (my very first was at Yolo County Airport in July) around the pattern where an instructor watches from the …
Greetings from the desert! Literally, I’m writing from Phoenix today, and also from that desperately dry patch between big aviation events where …
Cheeks puffed out, lips pursed, I grumped at Mr. T. (Yes, “grumped” is a verb in our house.) “One too many biscuits,” …
One back-to-school ritual is to visit my new classrooms. I wear entirely too much black to work with chalkboards, but alas. (Pictured: …
Learning how to fly requires a keen understanding of weather and VFR conditions. I learned as much on the way home from …
Third time’s a charm, they say. Well, if that references my third trek to EAA AirVenture in Oshkosh, then I’d say it’s …
It’s already started. The pumpkin recipes on Pinterest. The Halloween candy at the grocery store. The first inklings of change in my …