So this is the “Honey, I flew the kid” (or at least had him flown) installment. There was this KidVenture thing over at Pioneer airport, see. And there were helicopters. Bell 47s – The kind you remember from M*A*S*H. And they were giving rides. And the EAA had covered the entire ground track with matresses and pillows. It was really safe, hon! Besides, he can’t wait to tell Jackson about it . . .
Our humble abode, Firebase Airspeed, at Camp Scholler. Decent shot from the helicopter. We’re on 13th just one street in the direction opposite the west camp store. Not that we’ve spent much time there, but it has proven relatively waterproof.
Our pilot and some of the parking lot. This is my first chopper flight and the glass bubble is just amazing. You get much more of a sense of flying than you do looking up over the dash of an airplane. Make no mistake, I remain a little skeptical of aircraft whose wings go faster than the fuselage, but this was really cool. No desire (well, no finances) to train for rotary wing myself, but I’m glad I did this. Come to think of it, I can’t wait to tell Jackson either!
