Woke up at 6am to take Ricardo to the Metro station – he went back to NY taking my old Peugot mountain bike with him.
Then we went to the airport and loaded up Philip’s plane – a Trinidad – single engine – to go down to Pompano beach.
6 hours later we get to sunny Florida. We went through some spots where the smoke from the fires was so thick that we could not see much ahead, but all in all it was a calm flight. Great to observe and listen all the radio conversations and procedures you go through during a flight. Made me want to get a pilot’s license again… maybe next year – but a glider/sailplane license.
Here are some more pictures:

Pompano Beach