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Making Contrails @ FL49 |
Flying across the Pacific I started thinking about the
Polynesians from the Marquesas Islands. They were the first people to reach the
Hawaiian Islands. I turned to Linda and said, "dang, this 4 hours to the Marshall Islands is a
long ass boring flight". I then thought to myself; what would the tribesmen, paddling their canoes across an open
ocean, think if they saw my contrails racing across the sky at velocities approaching
the speed of sound? Would they think it to be a divine sign? Would their wisest say "...no problem brah. It's just a Lear 45"?
Our trip into Fiji from Honolulu
required a gas stop. I must say that it was comforting to find a light blue spot of water shining bright
in the dark ocean below us. It is a welcoming sight after watching your life blood
(Jet A) closing in on empty.
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Linda is all about clean and
comfortable. You can’t expect to find Seattle’s Metropolitan Grill in Majuro
but you can get a good meal and a clean room here. Don’t bitch about the price …you
are on a rock (Atoll) in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, where else you going
to go?
Tomorrow we continue on to Fiji.
Hopefully Linda will find enough stuff to keep us there for a couple of days.
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