Wednesday, November 6, 2013
As we departed Prince George for the last time I wound up sitting next to the most chatty guy ever. Had to actually stop him by saying "I just need a moment here to look out the window and say good bye". Point taken. He gave me my moment.
Took off in partially clear skies and watched the lights disappear.
And for the fist time ever I saw and recognized the new locale, flying nearly directly over Gibsons and could see the jetty. The lights just getting brighter.