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Flying With My Dad

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Cessna

Cessna

Final approach into Bayse, Bryce Ski Resort

Final approach into Bayse, Bryce Ski Resort

Bryce Airport

Bryce Airport

When I was younger and still living at home, my dad took flying lessons and got his private pilot’s license.  It was thrilling to think of my dad up there flying around, and we couldn’t wait for him to be able to officially take us up for the first time.  He had a little Cessna 4-seater, and it was perfect.  Dad & Mom up front, my sister and I in the tiny backseat.  That little plane would take off, and magically we’d be soaring up in the sky with the birds and the clouds and landing in places like Bryce Ski Resort for dinner, or sometimes just the neighboring airport.  It didn’t matter too much where we went; it was how we got there that made it amazing.  And the fact that my dad was flying us there made him super-cool and made us all feel super-safe.  One time I got to fly with Dad alone, and he let me take the wheel for a little while.  Amazing memories.  And amazing how the fun things that parents do, stick with their children for a lifetime.  🙂  Thanks, Dad, and thanks, Mom, for being cool enough to let him fly.    Love, Lisa

Am I Flying Yet?

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Am I flying yet, or is it just really windy?  Those of you who know me, or have been reading this blog, know how much I want to fly.  Up in the sky, dipping in and out of the clouds, catching a wind current and just gliding on it.  Ahhh…  Many a great nighttime  dream I have had doing that very thing.  One good flap of the arms, and I’m up!  🙂

These pictures show Joshua and I on the ferry from Wales over to Dun Laoghaire, Ireland.  And as you can see, it was majorly WINDY!  And also as you can see, Joshua had the little boy courage to put those arms out and fly!  As for me, the only thing flying was my hair…right in my face.  haha

 

 

 

 

 

 

All I know is….there is a super cool passage about flying in 1 Thessalonians.  Check it out:

“For the Lord himself will come down from heaven, with a loud command, with the voice of the archangel and with the trumpet call of God, and the dead in Christ will rise first.  After that, we who are still alive and are left will be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air.  And so we will be with the Lord forever.”  (1 Thess. 4:16-17)

Sure sounds like an awesome flying experience to me!  Hope to see you there.  🙂

Slainte, Lisa

 

 

Rambles, Plans, Dreams

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It doesn’t take much reading between the lines to figure out that I love to travel.  I adore planning out new holidays, pouring over travel books and reviews, searching the internet for the best deals.  I am a frustrated would-be pilot (maybe one day!), so I love the airport/flying part, the thrill of sitting in the airplane seat, feeling the roar of the immense engines as we tear down the runway for lift-off.  I love seeing the new sights, smelling the new smells (well, sometimes)  and trying out new foods.

I found a great passage from Last of the Donkey Pilgrims by Kevin O’Hara that encapsulates many of my thoughts:

” ‘Tis the beauty of travel, isn’t it,” she looked wistfully upon her poor but scenic domain, “seeing things you’d never see if you just kicked about the old place.  And you’ll take it all home with you, won’t you, these memories, and be all the better for it.  Well, be off with your rambling, so, and I’ll keep on with my dreaming.”

“It’s only a half-door you’re standing behind,”  I told her.  “You could easily hop over it.”

“Oh, I know,” she smiled, “but could I ever hop back in again?”

Enjoy your rambles, planning, and dreaming.  Slainte, Lisa

Blarney Blog Log

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First of all, you have to say the title of this entry three times, fast:

“Blarney blog log, Blarney blog log, Blarney blog log…”

Laughing yet?  Ok, I tried.  🙂

We found this log in a play area near Blarney Castle, Ireland.  It was surprisingly hard to climb up, but as usual, my guys showed their climbing skills off to great advantage.

“Climbing is as close as we can come to flying.”    — Margaret Young, aviator and alpinist

(Yes!  I got a flying reference in!  🙂  ) May your day be blessed, whether walking, riding, climbing, or flying.

Slainte, Lisa

 

Fairy Glen

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Ever since I was a little girl, I have wanted to believe in wee folk, fairies, wood elves, whatever you like to call the sprightly creatures.  My rational mind tells me that this is foolishness; yet my thoughts easily go back to playing in the woods, laying out little half nut-shells for their beds under the trees when I visited glens like this one near Killarney, Ireland.

Call it too many viewings of “Peter Pan” as a child, or simply a yearning to fly in heaven one day.  God has placed in me an intense desire to fly someday…whether in a plane, or better yet, free-flying like a bird.   I have these amazing flying dreams where I can fly, and I never want to wake up.  Others in my immediate family have had these kind of dreams also, and they are a big hit with all of us.  How about any of you?  Had any awesome flying dreams lately?  If so, please share.  If not, please don’t laugh out loud too raucously.  🙂  Slainte, Lisa