I’ve been thinking of warmer climates. Double breasted, double jacketed, the former Arizonian longs for the winter desert climates. Deice trucks and their pre-departure blessing send us through the obscured skies deep into the firmament where divinely placed cloud layers permit the views of those formerly traveled lands. Writing now about wandering earlier, my soul […]
Deep within hangars filled with the airplanes that man-made machines created, hidden to the layman behind Bonanzas and Barons are the apples of my eye, the pure manifestations of those who share a true passion for flight. Having yet to meet the hands and the hearts behind masterpieces such as this, I know short of […]
For years I’ve had the opportunity to fly over these lands and marvel in their changing colors, textures, and reflections, many times finding myself lost in the processes of enjoying these moments versus capturing these moments. The struggle seems to become more upfront as of late, whether the distractions of remembering it later outweigh the […]
There are moments in our lives that invite memories, emotions, and tears into our existence. The sorrowful walks through the halls of memorabilia left behind from astronauts who’s final moments had the eyes of the world upon them, the origins of those tears are known. Experience has granted us that luxury of knowing why staring […]
Lake Hood sits in the darkness serving as a temple to the machines that traverse these skies. Countless conglomerates of steel, fabric, and aluminum, rest their weary souls in the zero degree air, covered with blankets of snow and ice atop their skins. Like the larger mammals many of these are named for, they rest […]
To those who choose not to wage war against gravity, the airplane is merely a machine. To the Disciples of Flight, the airplane transforms from metal and wire into a somewhat uncanny extension of our arms, legs, minds, and souls. For centuries, man looked to the skies, admiring God’s winged creations, and risked it all […]
I’ve been reluctant to share some of my memories from the last weekend, and I’m not certain as to why. Four days in the backcountry, amongst the breathtaking geologic features unique to our backyard, in the company of like-minded adventurers, with nothing more than what you can sneak into the confines of a limited weight […]
“If I search among my memories for those whose taste is lasting, if I write the balance sheet of the moments that truly counted, I surely find those that no fortune could have bought me.” Til Valhalla, good friend.
There’s a hidden beauty of the arid desert landscape that evades even the most discerning observer. Those who brave these supposed desolate environments may spend their day and their dollars yearning to see these rare glimpses into what lies beneath the dust and the rocks, but the desert reveals her true soul only to those […]
The once-over glance of the skies are not where true beauty, truth, and life are found. It is in the observation of these things with respect to time.