Arching

I had to wake up at 5 am this morning, and it wasn't quite enough sleep.  I was a little on the groggy side, but I didn't have long to stay drowsy considering it was 9° and we had to get the 340 out on the icy ramp.  Spencer came out to help me, and fortunately we got it out without as much trouble as we thought.  

When I walked into the FBO in St. Louis, the blond lady behind the front desk said hello, said it had been awhile since I had been there.  I said yes--I went back and looked it up, and it's been almost *3 years* since I was there.  She said "Laura, right?"  Amazing.  She said she'd wondered where I ended up, so we chatted for awhile, I told her what I did and where I was, and we talked about the pandemic and vaccinations and life.  It was pretty neat, and like I said on Facebook, it's a small world, and that's a good reason to be a decent person and not cause trouble wherever you go.  I've got people in a lot of different airports that know me, so I'd better behave!

I took a courtesy car early on, because there were a lot of jet pilots hanging out in the pilot's lounge, so I went and grabbed some breakfast, drove into St. Louis, past the Arch, into downtown, to a place called "Roosters".  Chocolate chip french toast and bacon, hard to go wrong there.  Nice day for a drive, so I cruised around for awhile and enjoyed the day.  When I got back, the pilot lounge was full of sleeping pilots and I just didn't feel comfortable going in there and picking the one remaining chair.  But I too was really tired, and now I was full, too.  But there's nowhere else to go but the main lobby.  I went out there anyway, sat in a chair, kicked up my feet, and actually fell asleep sitting in a chair in front of a TV in a main lobby with a bunch of people walking around.  That's how tired I was.  Other pilots got hosed on getting a car for lunch, so I was glad I went when I did.  Too many of 'em.  ;)

The guys got back after 4 pm, and we headed back to Kokomo.  Terry had wanted to try wearing the oxygen to see if it helped with his headaches he gets sometimes from flying.  So he wore it on the way there, and threw up halfway there.  So that wasn't good.  I came home low on the way home, and we were out of oxygen, but he did fine on the way home.  I need to get the oxygen refilled now, too.

Dustin and I got the 340 put away all right, and I got home after 7:30 pm.  Long day but not a bad one.

Snow out our front door

Snow at night behind our house

How I feel sometimes

How I feel many times

Also how I feel many times. ;)

Trip to St. Louis today.

Series of landing shots at Kokomo tonight.

Icy ramp in front of our hangar.