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108 degrees
“108 degrees”! The lotion I tried to rub into my arms just left thick white smears. I had dried off from the shower after swimming, but continued to drip – with sweat…
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Ponderings by Donna Douglass
Ponderings by Donna Douglass
“Hi, honey. I hope you’re not out running in this rain…” I had just returned to the towel-covered drivers’ seat of my car and checked my phone messages. This message from my wonderful husband made me laugh. What a run it was, slapping through the red clay mud on a thin layer of drizzle…
Donna Douglass
“108 degrees”! The lotion I tried to rub into my arms just left thick white smears. I had dried off from the shower after swimming, but continued to drip – with sweat…
Donna Douglass
I piled out of the six-seat airplane into thick, deep mud hidden by tall grass. My heart still raced from my first jungle airstrip landing. We cleared tree tops on final approach by inches before rumbling into axle-deep ruts in the grassy muck. Thick brown mud now dripped from surface of the previously red and white Cessna 206. I was amazed these airframes withstood such abuse on each landing, day after day, year after year. But this was normal operations for jungle aviation…
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