A Quiet Afternoon

Filed under: Uncategorized — trinque @ 1:08 a.m.

My brother declared that he'd finish his private pilot's certification before he departs for college. Naturally, keeping me alive in one of these glorified kites was the last test. So here we go!

Below us, Lake Conroe. As wet as it is down there, there's not a body of water in the country that man didn't make himself. Even the "natural" Lake Caddo's had a hell of a lot of human help.

Yes, that bar does keep the wings attached to this piece of shit.

There's nothing up here but nature and man's mark on her. I can see why pilots enjoy it so.

Spot the slave-owner!

Sam Houston

And then we headed back to the airstrip. Who knows what that mess was below, but the sky didn't seem to care.


  1. So how much is one of these plexiglass-lawnmower combos ?

    Comment by Mircea Popescu — 2017/08/19 @ 1:18 a.m.

  2. One can be had for less than the cost of a respectable car, and has as much business being in the air.

    Comment by trinque — 2017/09/25 @ 6:35 p.m.

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