Flying High

My younger brother got his pilot's license this last year I drove to the Hillsdale airport yesterday to take some pictures of him with the plane. On Saturday night, he sent me a message telling me that Kyle and Kevin (my brother-in-law) could come and he'd take them up for a little while. I didn't think that there would be time for me to go up, but I did!

I was so, so nervous. It was weird because it was like my brother was someone totally different when he was flying the plane. He was . . . well, an adult. An adult who had my life in his hands. He explained everything that he did and everything that happened which was really cool. As he was doing the preflight check stuff, I caught a glimpse of this list:
Jeff started to explain it and I asked if we could just wait to look at it until we were back on the ground. As we were getting ready to take off, I asked if there were any air sickness bags. He asked if I was joking and I said "yes." I was joking. Kind of.

We flew around camp, and over Lake LeAnn and over our house. There was some turbulence, but it wasn't too bad. Though, my stomach was a little queasy for the rest of the day.

The pilot:

Future pilot?
Here's a great view of the camp:

And a view of our house:

It really was a lot of fun, and I'm so glad that I had the chance to go up! You can see more pictures of our flight here.