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A flight of New England Fancy – Visiting Massachusetts in the Spring

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It’s been a while since I’ve been back to Massachusetts… I think it was for Dillon and Liz’s wedding, wasn’t it? That’s sounding right… though I frankly can’t believe that was only six months ago. These last few months have felt like forever, and it was high time that I got back East. The rock was calling, family and friends beckoned, and I hadn’t seen my Grandma in far, far too long…


This… uhh… this post was supposed to go first. So… pretend that it was first?



Friday, 15-May-2022 through Monday, 25-May-2022

It’s been a while since I’ve been back to New England… and now thanks to COVID I have full capability to work remotely… So off I flew to Boston!

The plan was pretty simple:
– Spend Passover with the family in Amherst
– Spend Easter with the family in New York
– Work remotely for the middle of the week
– Go climbing with friends on Friday
– Spend Saturday at a convention that my Mom and Stepdad were running
– Spend Sunday catching up with friends
– Work remotely on Monday, then fly home in the evening


And, if I may say so, it went off without a hitch!

I’ve been working at being slower, this year… not trying to pack in as many little things, and focusing in a bit more on what I’m actively doing at the time. It’s been challenging, especially with constant injuries needing more and more of my time to deal with, but… this week was a chance to really focus in on that plan.

Not being home meant that I didn’t have access to the infinite distractions of my apartment, which definitely aided in zeroing my mind in on a single activity. I wasn’t perfect, of course, but… you know what? I had an amazing time, and felt quite happy by the time the flight home rolled around.

A flight of New England Fancy – Flying 495

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It’s been a while since I’ve been back to Massachusetts… I think it was for Dillon and Liz’s wedding, wasn’t it? That’s sounding right… though I frankly can’t believe that was only six months ago. These last few months have felt like forever, and it was high time that I got back East. The rock was calling, family and friends beckoned, and I hadn’t seen my Grandma in far, far too long…


Sunday, 24-Apr-2022

A while back, my friend Daniel got his pilot’s license.

Yeah, I know. It’s scary to me too. But… hey, you know? He does look good in aviators, so I guess it was just a matter of time before it caught up with him.

Somehow, we’d never had a chance to actually take a flight together – always something in the way, you know? I mean, sure, we’d debated flying the party out to New York for Dillon’s bachelor party, but… that’s crazy. Mostly because the planes that Daniel can rent can’t quite carry that many people.

But this weekend, on this trip… well, things finally aligned. We didn’t have strict timelines, there was a plane just waiting to be commandeered, and the skies were nicely clear. No major clouds, lots of pretty views…

And I got to see them from the co-pilots seat of an airplane.


When we set the time to fly, we discussed options… where to go, what to see, what we’d do. We were a bit constrained by the flight window (when the plane was available, really), but thankfully even that ended up working out quite nicely.

You might even say that planning just… flew along!

Yeah, I’m sorry.

Anyways.

We flew! We took off, then followed 495 down past the convention center that my Mom and Stepdad were at, and then I navigated the roads back to my hometown! We did a few turns around the house, and then… I got to fly!!!



Yep! After all my training on flight simulators, both terrestrial and space, I got to fly an actual airplane! And I didn’t even crash once! And my passengers didn’t even more than almost throw up!

It was weird, right? Like… I felt good while I was flying, and didn’t really notice any vertigo or nausea. Then Erin piped up and asked if Daniel could take the stick back, because she was starting to get a little nauseous… And I swear, as soon as my brain heard the word, my inner ear piped up with a roaring symphony of “HEY! You feel sick now! You get motion sick! Did you forget?”

Nothing bad happened, thankfully, since it’s unsurprisingly easy to watch the horizon when you’re in an airplane. Daniel took the helm back, and gracefully landed us back on terra firma. He walked me through what I’d done less-than-optimally, and Erin and I both felt better without much fuss or ado.


We landed, reviewed the flight path, and locked the plane down.

As we walked back to the terminal, I was reminded of a placard I’d read years back:

“Man’s second greatest achievement is powered flight.”
“Man’s greatest achievement is the safe landing after that powered flight.”

After my time at the stick, I heartily agreed with that thought… though I do think I’ll take to the sky again as soon as I can.

Dillon’s bachelor party – An Adirondacks adventure! (Part 1 – The journey to the woods)

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Weekend from 30-Sept to 04-Oct

It’s been ages since my friends and I’ve had a good old fashioned get together.

COVID, living on the West Coast, tons of little things have delayed or denied getting to get together and catch up. But now, we’ve got a good reason to get together – one of the best reasons of all, in fact! A wedding! And what comes before a wedding? The bachelor party, of course!

Dillon had asked me to be his Best Man for the wedding in November, which of course meant planning and throwing the bachelor party itself – with much help from many people, a plan was crafted and a timeline put in place. A location chosen, a guest list compiled, and a date chosen.

Plane tickets were bought, rentals secured, and reservations called in. Now, all that remained was the best part of the process – sitting back and having an amazing weekend!!!




Thursday and Friday, 30-Sept-2021 & 01-Oct-2021


Thursday, 30-Sept-2021

I flew on a plane again! Heck yeah travelling!

We’d been planning this party out for a while – Dillon was getting married in November, which meant an early-October bachelor party. You know… enough time for bruises and cuts to heal. Maybe even enough time for a broken bone to set, if worst-came-to-worst. Everyone was psyched, we had a plan laid out, and Upstate New York was calling us!


I flew into Boston late on Thursday – I’ve found this flight is… not the easiest, since it gets in at midnight, but definitely the simplest flight to catch. That’s the downside of living in Portland, going East is way harder and way more time consuming. But, you know, that just means that the flight home is super easy, which is always nice.




Anyways I landed at midnight. Daniel picked me up, we hung out for a bit, caught up, and then hit the sleep nice and early in the morning.





Friday, 01-Oct-2021

Friday dawned bright, with Daniel and Erin’s dog Biscuit being unconvinced that I should be allowed in the house – He’s awesome, but definitely a stoic protector of the realm…

Anyways, We got going.

A nice breakfast, relaxed a bit, and then set about tracking down the various equipment and people for the trip!


The overarching plan for the weekend was aimed pretty low-key, but still sharp with some excellent adventures:

  • Pick up the Boston contingent and drive out to New York, meeting Chris at the cabin
  • Have some amazing dinner on Friday night, drink, and catch up with everyone
  • On Saturday, we’d hit up a small hike, then spend some time kayaking before getting ourselves ready for a bit of dinner and a pub crawl.
  • End Saturday night back at the cabin, crushing some awesome boardgames!
  • Have a nice brunch on Sunday, then do some go-karting and laser tag – maybe some games and other shenanigans
  • Grab lunch, then go back to the cabin for more board games / card games
  • Grill up steaks for dinner, and make an equally exceptional dessert
  • Clean up the cabin on Monday, then have one last brunch before driving back



With a good plan in mind and a shopping list in hand, Friday went exactly as well as we’d hoped!

The drive was clean and simple, with tons of time to relax, chat, and catch up. Grocery shopping for the weekend went beautifully – I’ve gotten so used to just shopping for myself that I’d forgotten the simple joy of having one huge shopping list for a camping weekend, and just watching the whole group scatter across the store like an ancient horde, grabbing what we need and vanishing just as quickly. It was awesome, and definitely set an excellent tone of cooperation and comraderie that held through the rest of the weekend.

The cabin itself was absolutely perfect, and since Chris had arrived a bit before the rest of us, it was even opened up and ready when we got there! We arrived a bit later than we’d initially planned, but that just meant that we got some excellent sunset views as we drove into the mountains and along the river. And then, when we did settle into the cabin? It was the perfect time to start up the fire, heat up some dinner, and settle into the weekend!



What did we have for dinner, you ask?

We had pure, unadulterated happiness, I’ll answer. Home-cooked, slow-roasted, beautifully seasoned baby back ribs!

With, of course, the standard accompaniment: beans, cornbread, mac and cheese, and cole slaw – and some excellent whisky and beer, of course. You know, just a few things.

Our hunger satiated, the rest of the evening was spent claiming bunks, enjoying the fire, and just simply catching up – It’d been FAR too long since we’d gotten together, and there were new friends to get to know for everyone. We had a whole weekend ahead of us, and nothing at all holding us back…