Hey Old Man
On the flight down to Sacramento, I looked out the window and saw the old man, Mount Rainier.
On the flight down to Sacramento, I looked out the window and saw the old man, Mount Rainier.
We don't get to fly by Mt. St. Helens while she's grumbling, and I don't acutally know the name of this volcano south of Rainier, but I took a picture anyway, because taking photos while jetsetting was just so very novel.
I did acutally take some photos in Cali, but unfortunately not many! Looks like only two turned out, and I need to spiff them up a bit first...
Here's another nice shot of Mt. Rainier that I got on the way back. We circled downtown Seattle for kicks.
BTW, for the first time in nearly 30 years of flying the friendly skies, my flight was captained by a woman. And that plane does some serious turns!