Thousands of Steps

In September I started walking. My first walk was under 2 miles and my legs and feet hurt, a lot. I was, however, determined to get into better shape so I could enjoy hikes to beautiful places (thanks Diana).

I live out in the country and there are few roads to walk along safely, and no walking paths. With limited options, I came up with a method. Pick a road and walk until tired, then call my husband to come and retrieve me. No need to gauge how far back home is, how far I’ve traveled.

With each subsequent walk I increased the distance, and soon discomfort was no longer an issue. On days when after work obligations prevented a walk, I missed the exercise! Could I be hooked on hoofing? Soon I ran out of daylight before being done, so purchased a safety vest and an LED headlamp so drivers could see me. With rainy season upon us, I bought a 2-piece rain suit. It’s bright orange and very stylish.

I started picking routes that were longer, that included hills – long steep ones. I was determined to make 5 miles without aches and pains, and doing so at a brisk pace. I managed 4.6, 4.8 and several at 4.9 but kept missing that elusive five. Then one day there it was – 5.9, almost a mile past my goal. Yippee!

I’m now doing 4 miles on those nights when it’s really dark and wet and cold. On weekends or nicer evenings 5 miles is usual and my new goal is 6. My doctor was making noises about elevated blood pressure, but last week she was amazed by the positive change. Walking is my health plan. I intend to enjoy a long healthy retirement. Right now, I'm going walking.

New Direction

I’ve been blogging long enough now that if a few days go by and I’ve nothing new to post, I miss it. So with winter weather putting a stop to most flying there will be no new adventures to share. Of course there are a few past events to document, but they don’t provide me with the same satisfaction since I’ve already finished with them and moved on. I’m still going to keep this blog mostly about flying, but have decided to allow some of my other passions to edge their way in.

Scrapbooking. After the adventure itself is over, this outlet allows me to document and relive the event while appeasing my creative side. I’ve been a Scrapper longer than I’ve been a pilot so merging the two makes sense. I started as a paper scrapper, often using my computer to create bits and pieces. Purely digital scrapping was an easy step, and one I’ve embraced enthusiastically. With digital I can move something that doesn’t look right (it’s not glued down). That really cool piece of paper or ribbon can be used over and over. I can scrapbook anywhere I can use a laptop. No need for tables, storage and an array of tools that would impress a car mechanic.
Here is one of my favorite pages. (Click on the image to see full size)

If your interested in trying Digital Scrapping, I’d recommend a piece of software called Adobe Photoshop Elements. It’s not as complex nor as expensive as the full Photoshop that professionals use, but still has plenty of powerful tools. Then you could visit any number of web sites to download free digital supplies to get started. A couple of my favorites are scrapgirls.com and designerdigitals.com.

Purple Haze

Tonight I invited my friend Ed to go flying. Our mission was to enjoy Fall color from the air, and get some photos. I remembered a spot along the Cascade foothills where I’d seen riots of color in past years. I was anxious to share this treat with Ed. Unfortunately a high system of Cirrus and Altocumulus clouds blocked just enough sun to ruin photos. We could see and appreciate the color, but vibrancy for photos requires sunlight.

Mountains, however, look really good in filtered sun, especially when it’s setting.

Mt. Hood
Mt. Adams in pink with St. Helens in the foreground.

By this time the sun was sinking rapidly to the horizon, and our attention was drawn to the show. We got color, just not in the way we expected!

I’ve seen a lot of sunsets, but never before this phenomena. The very air was colored…in a Purple Haze.

Purple haze all in my brain
lately things don't seem the same
Acting funny and I don't know why
excuse me while I kiss the sky

Second Step

Today I found it.
After visiting 10 dealers in two states, spending hours searching on-line, studying photos, and walking through what seemed like hundreds… I found my new traveling home! In my search I found units with features I liked, but never one with ALL - size, condition, room, comfort and price. Until now. I am the owner of a fifth wheel. Here she is.

Now it’s time to tell why I needed a fifth wheel.

It was my intention, upon retiring, to go flying, a lot. To land in every state, traveling until finally getting all the flying I want. A friend pointed out that a lot of money would be spent on hotels with this style of travel. To solve this problem, The Shuttle Method is conceived.

From Point A, I’ll pull my fifth wheel; say 300 miles to Point B. I’ll park it and make my way back to Point A by catching a ride with another pilot or by taking a bus or train. Next I fly back to Point B which is now my new base of operations. From here I can explore, camp, and make local flights until I’ve seen everything I want. Repeat as needed.


I'm so excited about my new CampHouse that I had to include this interior view. I'll make the three-hour drive to Oregon early next month to bring her home, with a side trip to a hot springs..got to try her out!

About 140 working days left until The Shuttle Method begins.

Winter Splendor

With Winter approaching fast, I’ve found myself thinking about this flight so thought I’d share it. In February of 2006, one of those magical winter days arrived with cold, clear skies inviting pilots and planes to come play. Michelle and I, flying my 172 left Chehalis at 8:00 am and spent the entire day exploring the mountains of Oregon.

Here we are at Country Squire with Mt Hood as a backdrop.

Then we got up close and personal with Mt. Jefferson. Please note that this photo was not zoomed in.
You cannot always fly this close to mountains, sometimes winds or other conditions make this unsafe, but today all the peaks had the welcome mat out.
Here is Mt. Washington.

This area along the Oregon Cascades from Jefferson south to Mt Bachelor are all set in an area that was previously volcanic. This is Three Finger Jack with The Sisters in the background.

Our flight required a great deal of circling to get just the right picture. Outside air temperature was in the upper 20’s and we had a window open for much of the flight – Darn near froze, but sacrifices must be made to “get the shot.” I was flying and Michelle would say “wing up” or “turn more west” as she focused and framed.

We stopped at Bend OR for fuel and lunch. Professional Air is a great FBO and treated us like royalty. The runway was clear but snow remained in patches on the taxiways and parking, much to my delight – first time on snow. So we took our signature “Foot Photo”. Don't laugh. I can go back through the foot pix and remember who what when where. It really works.

Now we flew southwest and visited Mt. Bachelor and the Three Sisters. Note old cinder cone in the foreground, and Broken Top at the near right.

Setting sun as we approach home airport and the end of a perfect flying day.

Goin' South

A friend said "Let's go have some fun."
With us this means flying someplace. We took off (after the blasted fog burned off) to go to Oregon. Perfect conditions with smooth air, great temperature, and unlimited visibility. We had not flown together (in separate planes) before. Pilots negotiate who will lead. Slow plane typically, so I throttled way back to let Judy take the lead. Amazing how much less fuel I burn with airspeed at 100 knots or under. Also decided in advance, is how close we will fly - we settled on 1/2 mile minimum.

Crossing the Columbia river just southwest of Kelso.

Our first stop was Salem, OR. Met a friend of Judy's who took us to his farm where we were encouraged to harvest all the veggies we wanted.

Leaving Judy's plane behind we made a quick run south to Lebanon so I could fill up on cheap MoGas. We also wanted to visit with the couple that runs the FBO. Dana and Larry are the best!
This is somewhere over northern Oregon. Love having pictures of my boy in the air!

Steps to Freedom

With retirement and travel less than 8 months away (Yes, I AM counting!) A lot of planning and preparation is underway.

I rented an entire room at our local fairgrounds for their bi-annual Community Garage Sale. Hauled in 4 truckloads of Halloween and Christmas decorations. I know, that is a LOT, but I loved to decorate a lot, and acquired things for 42 years.

At the end of the sale, I’d said goodbye to some special friends. It was hard to make the cuts, as so many memoires were attached. Then a friend said “If you’re keeping it because of how it makes you feel, then take a picture.” So I took a lot of them, and will create a book of Fuzzy Feelings that I can bring out whenever required.

With each sale, I found myself feeling lighter and freer. Now I’m weighed down by the money I made and into the retirement fund it goes!