I've loved airplanes and flying since I was five-years-old. The following, in no particular order--and always a work in progress--are some visual depictions of various journeys and experiences on the ground and in the air with airplanes, fellow pilots and friends who came along for the ride.

 Lake Hartwell, South Carolina as seen from 8000' msl. This lake shares a state line with Georgia to the south.

 A great fuel stop that we discovered entirely by accident due to some howling winds at our original fuel destination that had me diverting to my Plan C alternate--which I did not have and made up on the spot. Turns out that this was a great stop and upon climbout to the east, we got some fantastic bird's eye views of the Finger Lakes.

I shot this picture of a very large rock quarry just north of Spartanburg, South Carolina. It even looks big from 8000'msl in the air.

 Welcome to Vermont! There is always a special thrill when I see the lush, green mountains of Vermont off the glareshield

 Took a long cross-country trip in 2016 from Fort Worth, Texas to Waterville, Maine. Spent the night in Pittsburgh on the way up. On the way back home, we had non-stop rain, storms and other inclement weather from that monster system that flooded Baton Rouge and southern Louisiana. That weather system, which remained dangerously stationary for over a week stretched from almost a hundred miles south into the Gulf of Mexico all the way up to the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. It caused us several overnight stays and constant deviation off our charted course.

 So much of our country was settled on the banks of major rivers and railroads. No idea what town this is along the Ohio River, but we saw scores of such small communities along the rivers of the Ohio Valley.

I've seen some interesting things in my flying lifetime, but this one really has a special place. I've looked up at rainbows all my life, but have never looked down at one. I took this shot after flying through a band of moderate precipitation in northern Kentucky just south of Lexington. We were on our way to Cynthiana (018) for a fuel stop on the way to Pittsburgh for the night.

Fuel stop at Fayetville, Arkansas in early August. Amazed at how green everything was, but that was due to an abnormally wet spring and summer. In fact, it would rain on us later that day.

My wife took this awesome shot as we were departing Cairo, IL (KCIR) after a fuel and lunch stop. Cairo is where the confluence of the Ohio and Mississippi rivers occur. For anyone who has ever read Mark Twain's works, a lot of his settings occur in this area of the country.

Taking off from Granbury (KGDJ) with my wife after some world-class BBQ at The Rib Shack. Best ribs we've ever had anywhere in the country.

Taking the oldest grandson up for a flying trip to the Red River and into Oklahoma. This is at a brief stopover in Bowie (Texas).

I donated my business library to my alma mater, the College of Media & Communications at Texas Tech University. There were a lot of books and books are heavy. I hauled everything out to the hangar the night before I was leaving to load the plane up and ensure I stayed well within W/B (weight & balance) limits. I wasn't so much concerned about being over gross weight as I was where the CG (center of gravity) was going to be.

Snapped a quick pic of the Cessna during mine and Dylan's pit stop in Bowie (Texas).

 This is a friend of mine's recently completed RV-12. He did an absolutely beautiful job building this plane. I can't wait to fly it.

That's about the cleanest panel you're ever gonna see.


Several years back, I used to do volunteer flights for the Ulster Project. Here is a snapshot one of the parents took of me and two of the kids after we'd just landed from their first ever small airplane adventure.

Snapped this pic on my way back home from the Texas Tech trip out to Lubbock in 2015. Those little squares each have a pumping, active oil well on them--or pump-jacks as we call them.

Turning to short final back at the home airpatch.

Dylan had wanted to see what The Ballpark where the Texas Rangers play looked like from the air, so since the Goodyear blimp wasn't available, we did a little negotiating with Fort Worth Approach and made a few circles around both the baseball stadium and the stadium where the Cowboys play. The Cowboys' stadium is in the upper left-hand corner of the picture.

Bird's-eye, or blimp-view of The Ballpark.

Picture of me and Dylan right before securing the doors and cranking the prop.

Dylan's actually a pretty decent pilot and can hold a heading fairly well. Holding a steady altitude. . .  we're working on it.

Here he's strapped in the back seat of the RV-8 ready for his first ever hot-rod airplane ride. The expression says it all--he's fearless and thrives on adventure.

His dad, Ricky, is snapping a picture of Dylan ready to go.

Took this picture at 10,000' msl on my way to a book signing and fly-in at Natchitoches, Louisiana (KIER), one of my favorite all-time small Southern towns. Awesome place, awesome people.

1941 Taylorcraft BC-65A the day the complete and total restoration was finished and signed off in the aircraft's log book.

Completely restored 1941 Taylorcraft BC-65A.