June 12, 2024 - Learning to Fly Seaplanes
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The plan Wednesday morning was to fly over to an airport community south of Vero Beach to visit a friend of Nhu-An's.  Her friend is quite an accomplished aviator, having won a Gold in the Unlimited Category at Reno and owning a bunch of interesting airplanes including a P-51 Mustang.   Although our destination was only 78 miles away, a quick look at the radar picture made it clear the flight was out of the question.  A huge thunderstorm was located right over east coast of southern Florida.  We were fortunate that Winter Haven was outside the weather.  So we headed for home.

But first we had a very nice breakfast in the Flightline Cafe in the airport terminal.  We were the only ones there, however, which surprised me as the food was excellent and the price reasonable.  Maybe the bad weather nearby kept people from flying?

Here's a good shot of Winter Haven Airport.  The FBO Termianl is at center.

   
Another look at the airport with a blue arrow pointing to the Jack Brown's Seaplane Base.
   

There were some rain showers in central Florida, so we decided head northeast at first, loop around the Orlando airspace, and fly up the eastern side of Florida.

Here we are flying past a huge residential community with lots of water.

   
The morning is always the best time to fly.
   
Cruising north up a lake.  Now we know how to tell which way the wind is blowing on a lake.
   
Rolling in on an interesting lake - marsh area west of Titusville.
   
Passing by DeLand Municipal Airport (KDED).   They have a restaurant on the field; will have to stop some time.
   
When we past Jacksonville, we started angling northeast towards the Georgia coast.   And there it is, dead ahead.
   
Jekyll Island off the nose.
   
Once you are past St. Simon's Island, the rest of the Georgia coast is uncivilized and perfect for some low flying.
   
Tiring of the beach -- I can't believe I'm saying that -- we swing slightly inland to fly over the marshes.
   
It does not get much better than this.   Well, maybe in eastern Utah.
   
Awesome.
   
Like driving down the highway.  Only it's three-dimensional.  And no crazy drivers weaving in and out.
   
Passing the mouth of some river or sound.  Notice how the water is divided into muddy on the left and sea-green on the right.
   
All too soon, it was over and we were back to civilization.   This is Tybee Island which is the beach the good people of Savannah use.
   
On the north end of the island is the Tybee Island Lighthouse.
   

Passing over the famous Marine Corp Recruit Depot, Parris Island.  Marine Corp enlisted recruits living east of the Mississippi River report here to receive initial training.  Marines were first assigned to Parris Island on June 26, 1891, in the form of a small security detachment.  On November 1, 1915, Parris Island was officially designated a Recruit Depot, and United States Marine Corps Recruit Training has continued here ever since.  The Marines train about 17,000 recruits at Parris Island each year.

Recruit training for those enlisted in the United States Marine Corps includes a thirteen-week process during which the recruit becomes cut off from the civilian world and must adapt to a Marine Corps lifestyle. During training, the drill instructors train recruits in a wide variety of subjects including weapons training, Marine Corps Martial Arts Program, personal hygiene and cleanliness, close order drill, and Marine Corps history. The training emphasizes physical fitness and combat effectiveness. Recruits must attain a minimum standard of fitness to graduate. This standard includes a Physical Fitness Test and a Combat Fitness Test. Recruits must also meet minimum combat-oriented swimming qualifications, qualify in rifle marksmanship with the M16A4 service rifle, pass minimum curriculum standards, and complete a 54-hour simulated combat exercise known as "The Crucible".

   
A small inhabitable island out in the marsh.
   
Somewhere around Beaufort we left the coast and angled for Berkely County Airport (KMKS), Moncks Corner, just north of Charleston, to stop for fuel and lunch.
 
Here we are approaching Berkely County Airport.
   
Looking down at Berkely County.
   
Berkeley County turned out to be an outstanding stop.  The airport personnel were exceedingly friendly.  The self-serve was full-serve.   They have a courtesy car but it had a slow leak on one tire and was at the shop getting fixed.  They were very apologetic about this.  We Ubered to a local restaurant on a river they recommended.  Afterwards, the courtesy car was fixed and they picked us up at the restaurant and brought us back!  Wow.
   
The FBO/Terminal building was very nice and featured this Pitts hanging upside down over the lobby.
   
We had lunch at Gilligan's.
   
Enjoying shrimp and grits looking out over the river.
   

Leaving Berkely County, it was time to get high and go fast.  We took off and climbed up to 9,500 and headed directly for home.  We didn't have much of a tailwind if any but we still made a respectable 180 mph or so.  The air was smooth and cool.  We flew on top of a broken layer which made things a little more interesting than just clear blue sky.

Here we are looking down at the James River running through Richmond.

   
As you can see, the Chesapeake Bay was very hazy.
   
Looking at the progress on the Key Bridge.  They finally got the container ship that collapsed the bridge out of there, and I believe the port of Baltimore is now fully open.
   
And so concluded our trip.  I logged almost 20 hours of very fun flying in four days.
   
 
   
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