Waders - check. Boots, mhmm. Bear spray - yup. Extra rod - got it.
Toppin' off the tank
I like flying in little planes. I do it a lot, and most of the time it is pretty fun.
When you fly through shit like this, with a wicked Northeasterly gusting 40kts
pushing you all over these little, obscured passes, it kinda sucks.
One of the many butt-clenchers on the way down the hill.
Left turn, Clyde. Gettin' closer...
One of a few dance partners.
Kinda hard to get to those when there are so damn many of these.
They sort of fuck up a good drift, but they're fun to play with...
'Nother day in the Rainforest.[/report]