This past weekend, I took to the air...literally and began a new level love affair with the sky flying a Cessna and snagging my first arial shots.
One of the biggest things I've been wanting to do that was one of the first things I put on my 365-list was to learn how to fly, or at least fly in a little airplane and see if I liked it as much I as I do when I fly nationally and internationally.
It was a 7:00am flight after a late, yet wonderful 80's themed night celebrating the hub's and I's 4th wedding anniversary. So getting up and moving was a bit of a struggle...but worth it!
As we began to take off after going through the whole run down of plane safety, the pilot made the comment "Its being in a world of it's own..." and holy heck it was.
We flew for an hour over different places that I had only ever seen from the ground. Moscow Mountain (a frequent hiking spot), the rivers, the Palouse in it's golden state as the wheat is just about the be harvested...and for 1-hour I was in a world of its own. I was above fear, above the stress, above so much. I was free. And I was hooked. I'm not sure when I'll fly again, as I mentioned in my last post I'm working on a little something something, but I'm absolutely going to be doing this more frequently.
So as a reminder...don't live your life for the norm. For the ground. Live your life for a world of it's own.
With Grace + Guts,