Picture Dump!

I went home over the weekend and got some great pictures.
The last step in the journey is the largest. Leaving Anacortes.













Wet seemed to be a theme this weekend. This is taken from my parent's patio.











The road back to reality.










A lake! With a Bridge!











And that's really all I have to say right now.

I should be sleeping, really, but I have so many thoughts swirling around my head it's nearly impossible to close my eyes. I want wage war against the world or cry in a corner. I can't seem to make up my mind at this point, mostly though, I think I would like rest.

This is Randy

This is Randy. Randy is a former bush pilot, now he flies for Kenmore Air. I believe the term is "Urban Bush Pilot" and I believe he wants to end my life with twisted metal and cold salt water. Most will think I'm being overly dramatic, but that's just not true. It's my opinion that any person who is going to take other people hundreds of feet in the air should know where they are going before ascending into space but I'm not a professional. What do I know?

I'll tell you what I know. I know you should watch where you're going in a small sea plane and not be taking pictures of your passengers. I know that. This is the first picture he took of me. We were in the air. I couldn't get off the plane fast enough. I did get some amazing pictures, however, and the sun was spectacular, so all in all not too bad.