The "having a drink on the back porch on a Friday afternoon under the flight path" thread

First world problems I tell ya

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I remember that view as a kid in Chicago…
It is what it is. Enjoy the beer and the company though :beers:

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Sitting on the patio, enjoying the quiet.

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Woke up from the dream…

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image

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…needs a soundtrack.

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I think I can relate…and so far in all my travels I call my view “the last stop before heaven”
not that I’m in any kind of rush…:grin::+1::wine_glass:

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I went for a stroll on the beach.



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@Albroswift
Reminds of childhood days sitting on the roof watching the airshows at an old AAF base that was about 1/2 mile from our house. Watching (and feeling and hearing) a B-36 take off was the highlight of the day.

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The geographic center of Vermont from my porch.

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Lovely views, cool OC6’s, I’ve paddled them before. Ah, the rough and tumble life of an airline pilot… :laughing:

Those big old prop birds sure can rattle the polyps in your colon…and the B-36 was the biggest (if I’m not mistaken).

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It’s a rough gig.
Honolulu was a little rainy this morning:

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Throw in the 4 takeoff assist jet engines and you have a window rattler.

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