Well, flying with Mike is one way to get get to the great beyond...
Flying anywhere in particular?
On Mother's Day when I was 12 or 14 (no, not really all that long ago for most of you) a friend of my dad's took us up in his C-180 from NYC out to Block Island, RI. It was one of the coolest things I'd ever done and helped spark my interest in aviation (which has since been supplanted by motorcycles and now MINIs). I vividly remember flying along the beach for pretty much the entire length of Long Island and across Montauk Point looking down at all the über-mansions and wondering why there were so many swimming pools with the ocean right out their front doors. Block Island itself was so cool to my younger self: this little isolated community with their VERY OWN FREAKING AIRPORT!!!, seafood and lighthouses and just all kinds of cool stuff.
