Go East, Young Man

After boarding once again the King Air, we head East towards Iowa and Illinois, to pick up James and Goferrarigo (from now on known as: "GFG"). The plane is getting crowded and the chat is constant, even though Ecap has left us for a while. It's a wonderful day, gentle winds and 25ºC . Ideal for some VFR flying. Puma sits besides me and makes me company while the others relax in the back. With everything set, we head deep into the continent.


Suddenly, Puma taps my shoulder and points to my left. Wow! The Grand Canyon! It certainly deserves a little detour. Time to light up the "Fasten your seat belts" sign, because it's going to be quite a ride through the Canyon.

That was amazing! Those "Yeehaw!" you heard were courtesy of our Americanski passengers, of course!
Below, the Four Corners Airport, were we stopped for a refuel.

Welcome to Ames, Iowa, where we will pick up James, the other physics and astronomy lover, besides Murray (and me, and some others in the forum, I guess). Well, he doesn't posts that much, which is a shame because the boy really knows! We went to check his mustang and after I ritually drooled on it we grabbed him and dragged him back to the plane! Still so much to go!


Another beautiful sunrise and we are flying over Illinois...

Endless fields and farms...looks just like Argentina...


Welcome to theWillard-Urbana University Airport!


Ok, everybody get off the plane! We need some rest! Here we find the Don of the TF1 Maria (I mean, Mafia) himself: the most feared GFG! Darn! You are so skinny! I knew we shouldn't be afraid of you! Welcome aboard GFG! Now I hope the let us all stay at your room! And yes, we plan to party all night long!

Next stop, the aristochratic Boston, to visit our aristochratic Eric! See you soon!