The snow is blowing horizontally, flags flapping with a slight upward tilt.
Yesterday's calm before the storm allowed Hip Man to test his ability to get into the airplane. We landed a couple times on ME6, a grass strip on land belonging to one of our flight instructors.
It's a pretty little place in a valley between a blinking tower and various small hills. The ground was frozen and a little bumpy, but perfect for reviewing techniques of take off and landing.
Arrived alive.
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