It's been since September since I was last in a Cessna airplane with my husband as the pilot, so I was thrilled when the skies were clear and we both had the day off this past Friday. We flew out of Paine Field in Everett, Washington and flew the 40-minute flight to Bellingham International Airport.
I'm so blessed to have a good camera now, but find myself frustrated with the limitations of only having one lens (50mm/1.8) when it comes to shooting landscapes and aerial photos. One day I'll save up for a lens better suited for these types of shoots. For the time being, I'll make do.
We stopped in Bellingham and borrowed the crew car from the FBO (fixed base operator) there and drove into downtown to have a scoop each of Mallard's ice cream. Whiskey Fig for Luke and Cardamom for me.