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Thursday, September 18, 2008

After our "moose hunt" Doug checked out the weather for the rest of the week as he was desperate to go flying and would you believe I got an invite too :). Did I mention Doug passed his private pilot's license not that long ago? Just another hobby... Thursday looked like a great day (it certainly was) so, 'plane booked we set off to the airfield at Laconia, almost due west from "home" here in Effingham however there's a bl***y great lake in the way, Winnapesauke, so we had to drive to the southern end, cross what is a very small bridge by then and back up the other side to the airfield and Emerson Aviation where our craft awaited. I got a first glimpse of the Piper Cherokee Warrior that Doug learnt to fly in, as he hadn't flown for the last 90 days he had to go solo for 3 take offs and landings before I could join him as passenger. I waited in the very comfortable "club lounge" for maybe no more than 30 minutes before Doug returned for his passenger, guess he made it 3 times then!
This time there was no messing about with a lake in the way, the airstrip just about pointed directly back to Effingham so it was take off and directly over the lake to try and locate the house with 2 RV's parked in the driveway! That may sound an easy task but apart from all the lakes, the rest of New Hampshire is covered in trees! Only slightly hampered by the huge grin on my face I did manage to take a few photographs, house identified and a few circles over it we half expected Betsy out waving up to us, oh well...
Onwards took us up the valley to North Conway with all its shops and factory outlets, past the ski area and with a final look back we crossed over by Mount Washington. Remember on our first visit here we went up to the summit to check out where the highest winds ever had been recorded (now you'll have to look back for that one).
We did a couple of circles to climb in order to cross over the mountains then we were on over the next valley where we had been looking for moose last weekend, following the river and road up to Berlin. Here was another airstrip, so for Doug's logbook records we landed, turned around, went back down the runway, turned again then took off to resume our flying - such excitement I hear you all say - but I was still the one with the big grin.
Back over the state of Maine we headed for another little airfield to repeat this exercise, still with the grin. We followed the meandering river on to Fryeburg where we flew over the fairgrounds, again, remember our earlier travels when we visited the fair - pig races, bull pull etc.  Looks like you may have more research of our previous blogs to do now!
Continuing on took us past a corn maze that had been on the local news only the night before, as we turned for a repeat look at the house with 2 RV's (won't get rid of this grin for a while) we flew over some trees damaged by a tornado that touched down within a mile of Doug and 'Trish's home earlier in the year. House found, another circle or two and it was back over that lake in order to return to Laconia airfield and our final landing of the day - Doug's sixth - 3 hours of flying. I did get to "fly" a couple of times myself during the day, thanks for that confidence in me Doug, especially as the first time was towards that mount Washington.
Well with the grin still there we drove back, this time via the top of the lake returning for dinner, not realizing we had completely missed lunch!
Betsy said she would have come out to wave if she had known we were there - where did she think we'd been?
Flying eh - boats, 'planes and RV's - the grin just won't go. Hope you enjoyed it too.
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