The terrain I identified for flying over a year ago has changed hands; it's no longer Bureau of Land Management land, but private property that is apparently unavailable for me to fly from. Getting permits for the nearest flyable terrain will take months; it'd be Spring before I got them. So I'll start on that permitting process now and fly next winter. Urgh. Well; it will only make the flight, when it finally happens, that much richer.
After grading, straight into the water to dive, dive, dive!
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Imm-man-YAR-OK: n. Inupiat (polar Alaskan native) word for the 'Little People', spirits manifested as inexplicable lights you see on the tundra in polar winter; lights that you mustn't follow, lest they lead you into danger...
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- Cameron McPherson Smith
- I'm an author and explorer writing about evolution and space exploration; I also build and test exploration technologies, from sailing vessels to Arctic sledges and, currently, space suits; see more at pacificspaceflight.com.
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