Butch called. "Hey, Sarah and I are going up to the lake this weekend and we have a couple of extra seats in the plane. Wanna go?"
A float plane is a fine way to travel. It was a cold weekend and probably the last weekend of the season for flying up there. The temperature never rose above freezing. It was clear and calm, though, and stunningly beautiful. The conditions were just right for a slight deviation from the usual route home. We flew over and between mountains and glaciers that we usually fly along side. It was a real treat to get another trip up to the lake and to be on such a spectacular flight.