Jack and Chissy, being the lightest, took the back seats with Con and I over the wings. We took off at sunset, with spectacular views of the Gulf of Mexico. As the sky changed to complete darkness, I was, for the first time, completely petrified. For the next forty-five minutes, I clutched Con's hand tightly. When the lights of Marathon runway finally became visible, I was able to release my kung fu grip and breathe a sigh of relief.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Winter Break in Marathon
When Continental announced they would start flying to Marathon, Florida, we immediately booked a flight to Grace and Phil's. Connecting through Fort Meyers we hopped a Cape Air "shuttle" to Marathon. I was expecting a small plane but wasn't quite prepared for a nine passenger Cessna , a single pilot flying by instruments alone, and a pre-flight weigh in (including all carry on luggage) to determine the proper weight dispersion. Even the Gerber corporate jet had a copilot and open seating.
Jack and Chissy, being the lightest, took the back seats with Con and I over the wings. We took off at sunset, with spectacular views of the Gulf of Mexico. As the sky changed to complete darkness, I was, for the first time, completely petrified. For the next forty-five minutes, I clutched Con's hand tightly. When the lights of Marathon runway finally became visible, I was able to release my kung fu grip and breathe a sigh of relief.
Jack and Chissy, being the lightest, took the back seats with Con and I over the wings. We took off at sunset, with spectacular views of the Gulf of Mexico. As the sky changed to complete darkness, I was, for the first time, completely petrified. For the next forty-five minutes, I clutched Con's hand tightly. When the lights of Marathon runway finally became visible, I was able to release my kung fu grip and breathe a sigh of relief.
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