Month: October 2006

• The earth rejects it.

  The sun was still resting behind the Sacramento Mountains as we rolled the dark green beast out of a huge hangar. Gray hulks with orange wingtips, a rampful of F-4 drones, were emerging out of the crisp dawn behind Sandi and our crew chief, who yelled their conversation above the noise as we started the engine and the huge blades above us started their “whop…..whop…whop..whopwhopwhop”…

  Donna Douglass

  Sunday October 15, 2006

  Flying, Great Outdoors