Very different Fridays

Funny how two Fridays in a row can be so different. A week ago I flew past The Grove Park Inn in a B-17 and this Friday Julie and I celebrated our 19th anniversary there

 

Checking things off of bucket lists

I am BONE tired. Spent the last 5 days (aka 2 months) helping hundreds of people check things off of their bucket lists.

There are stories to be written down, but for now how about a beer and lots of pictures?

First “REAL” 3D Maps with my 3DRobotics Solo

Switching gears lately in my other life to work with Blueridge Forestry on a mapping workflow for them. Making this map of a local closed landfill turned model airplane field really was a snap.

Fly Young Eagles… fly

Our EAA Chapter flew almost 30 young eagles on Saturday. Only one of them puked…

A hard left turn for me

I think a lot about direction lately. My trip to Daytona to meet with other EAA leaders has really solidified what I’m looking for.

This sums it up perfectly in so many ways:

Hey, once upon a younger year
When all our shadows disappeared
The animals inside came out to play
Hey, when face to face with all our fears
Learned our lessons through the tears
Made memories we knew would never fade

One day my father—he told me,
“Son, don’t let it slip away”
He took me in his arms, I heard him say,

“When you get older
Your wild heart will live for younger days
Think of me if ever you’re afraid.”

He said, “One day you’ll leave this world behind
So live a life you will remember.”
My father told me when I was just a child
These are the nights that never die
My father told me

When thunder clouds start pouring down
Light a fire they can’t put out
Carve your name into those shinning stars
He said, “Go venture far beyond the shores.
Don’t forsake this life of yours.
I’ll guide you home no matter where you are.”

One day my father—he told me,
“Son, don’t let it slip away.”
When I was just a kid I heard him say,

“When you get older
Your wild heart will live for younger days
Think of me if ever you’re afraid.”

He said, “One day you’ll leave this world behind
So live a life you will remember.”
My father told me when I was just a child
These are the nights that never die
My father told me

These are the nights that never die
My father told me

Avicii – The Nights

What does a UAS pilot do to prepare for a huge snow storm?

He files for a 9 mile radius NOTAM for the whole weekend over a really beautiful part of the country. That’s what.

* the actual flying will be a small subset of this airspace but since they make you do a center point with a radius it has to be filed like this

* the actual flying will be a small subset of this airspace but since they make you do a center point with a radius it has to be filed like this

It’s just an old beat up truck

Its just an old beat up truck
Some say that I should trade up
Now that I got some jangle in my pocket
But what they don’t understand
Is it’s the miles that make a man
I wouldn’t trade that thing in for a rocket

-Dierks Bentley “I Hold On”

Ray Bradburry on Critics

I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs, I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room.

Oats

Whoever came up with the idea of selling oatmeal at fast food places as a genius. And yes, Starbucks is fast food.
What’s the food cost for a 1/2 cup of oats and some flavoring? Like 4 cents. I’ll bet the cup they serve it in costs as much as the food.

I don’t understand why you’d pay $3 for this on your way to work. You know you can grab a packet of instant oatmeal out of your pantry and bring it to work right? Microwave it in your coffee cup. It’s probably about 15 cents that way.

Paying $3 for something that takes you 30 seconds to do for 15 cents sounds like something the government would do.

Odd Hours

odd hours by dizee
odd hours, a photo by dizee on Flickr.

Those are some interesting hours…