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Posted On: 04/24/2018 7:42:04 PM
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I remember flying a 'puddle jumper', prop plane, from Portland to Eugene. A curtain divided the cockpit from the very small cabin.
It was open so I could see the pilots. This was the early '80s and they looked too young to have flown any aircraft in Vietnam.
And they were flying the puddle jumper instead of commercial jets which wasn't very reassuring to me.
Anyway, a noisy, bumpy flight at low altitude had me in a rental car for the return to Portland and quick jet flight back to Seattle.
Window seat, starboard side, gave me a nice view of the sawed off top of Mt. St. Helens:
Sucker blew up 3 weeks after I arrived in Bellevue WA, from Chicago.
Ash in the streets of Spokane when I flew there two weeks later.
WTF?! I thought, this area is primeval.
I always chose the port side of the plane flight from Spokane back to Seattle, keep an eye on Mt. Rainer. Any puffs a smoke from that mfr and it's time for me to work the AK part of my territory.
It remains dormant.
It was open so I could see the pilots. This was the early '80s and they looked too young to have flown any aircraft in Vietnam.
And they were flying the puddle jumper instead of commercial jets which wasn't very reassuring to me.
Anyway, a noisy, bumpy flight at low altitude had me in a rental car for the return to Portland and quick jet flight back to Seattle.
Window seat, starboard side, gave me a nice view of the sawed off top of Mt. St. Helens:
Sucker blew up 3 weeks after I arrived in Bellevue WA, from Chicago.
Ash in the streets of Spokane when I flew there two weeks later.
WTF?! I thought, this area is primeval.
I always chose the port side of the plane flight from Spokane back to Seattle, keep an eye on Mt. Rainer. Any puffs a smoke from that mfr and it's time for me to work the AK part of my territory.
It remains dormant.
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