Airplanes

Our dentist is a pilot and has his own airplane. He has been our dentist for over 12 years and has seen Jeff more times than we would like to remember (due to a puck or two in the mouth during hockey). He keeps promising Jeff he will take him for a ride on his plane as he flies in and out of a small airport not too far from our house.

He called Jeff late last week and told him about a fly-in at that small airport this weekend. I had never heard that term before, but I guess it means tons of pilots fly their planes to this airport, land, shoot the shit and fly away. So, Jeff took the kids up there this weekend to see some planes. He met up with our dentist, who let the boys sit in his plane.

In the course of an hour, Jeff said they saw more than 10 small planes take off and land--no less than 50 yards away on the grass runway. Here are some of my favorite pictures from their adeventure. I was of course, playing tennis.

Dr. Ed showing the boys the controls--Pilots ready for take-off (more pictures on the Web Album)