Winter Flying.

After weeks of heavy rain and snow I woke up to a clear and crispy cold morning. "So this is day when I fly again" I said to myself.

Plane booked and equipment ready. One thing is missing, destination. And there is only one direction to go and that is over the snowy Cascades mountains.
Here are some photos of my latest trip to Wenatchee, east of the Cascades on a beautiful January day.

February 2008