Bruce went up with me today and absolutely loved it. We flew over a bunch of spots we identified and photographed from the air -- places he has lived, his in-laws' house, the house he built, etc. After that I wanted to get up and out of the hot choppy air, so I climbed up to 7500' and flew right over Boston. Here's a map that kind of implies where we were. Started at Taunton, flew over near Mansfield, back to Taunton, down to New Bedford, then up to Boston, back down, over, and through the woods.
Boston is a much smaller city from the air than I remember it being. I used to like getting a class B clearance and talking to Logan Tower, flying right over Fenway Park on a game night. Pretty cool. Today we were well above all the airspace, but it was nice and clear out.
A lot of these photos look the same...
...but hey, photos are free...
...and someday I might look back on this and be glad...
...that I have a bunch of 'em.
In this one you can see Boston, Logan, and the hahba pretty clearly.
On the way back Bruce said he didn't want to roll, but he'd be up for more gentle stuff. There were a few tiny scattered clouds at 7500', so I played around with those for a while. He dug it. Then he asked for some high-G turns and stuff. Don't twist my arm...
What's funny is that as soon as we landed, Bruce started going off about how he should have had me do a roll. Damn. Oh, well. All throughout the week, he kept saying that. And in the end it was Bruce who wanted us to spend another day or two out there so we could do some more flying. I was really surprised. I figured Adam would be the one to be into it and Bruce would be hesitant. People change!