I had forgotten how beautiful it is to fly early in the morning. Yesterday when I pulled the airplane out of the hangar, it was still dark. Only my car headlights provided illumination as I opened the hangar door. She was heavy, nearly full of fuel and took quite an effort to get her rolling out the door.
I let the engine run at a low-power setting for 10 minutes to warm up the oil and wait for the sun to come up. I have enough night time, thank you. Taxiied out and picked up my friend and photographer Gilles Auliard and took off. It was as smooth as a baby's bottom!
This fog was in the river valley, just west of Creve Coeur airport.