Sometimes we go, other times we wait, and occasionally we change plans enroute. Today we decided to take advantage of Joe’s generous offer to drive us out to an early haunt of Anne’s family.
I noticed that they both struck what may be a family posture while surveying the town that in places looks much as it did over half a century ago. We wondered about the story behind this cool building in particular.
Soon he’d dropped us back at Tripp and we were flying over the same place, enjoying the row of trees in bloom by the church whose bells we’d recently been serenaded by.
Before departing the area we also flew over a nearby point where a young mother felt very isolated, years before this had become a prime and more populous place to live.
We got a much better view of the Chesapeake than on our last flight over this area. For a while.
But when I climbed for the crossing, we entered the same thick haze layer we’d been in last time and it all went sort of dim below. I’ve compensated some in this one so you can see what appears to be an ostentatious estate with not just manicured gardens, detached guest house and tennis court, but a one hole golf course.
All this was on our way East to the coast for our flight along the shore past NYC to White Plains. ATC in this area is a bit tense since 9/11, with controllers watching everyone for unusual behavior. When we began talking about a change of plan, I slowed way down. Then we decided to go instead to Annapolis so I turned slightly in that direction while consulting charts. When I realized that airport is in the “We Will Shoot You” zone that extends in a giant ring around D.C., I turned back part way back toward the coast. We talked more and decided to carry on to White Plains so I turned all the way toward our original course. As you’ve guessed by now, we talked even more and I turned slightly toward Annapolis again. By now we were near a decision point in terms of restricted airspace so I did a wide circle. At last after more chart checking, we chose Bay Bridge, MD as a destination and I told ATC. After a long silence she cleared me on course and politely asked, “Would you like vectors to that destination?” 😀
I laughingly thanked her and apologized for our indecision but I’m sure she watched our track long after Tripp was faithfully taking us to W29. Before long Anne snapped this view toward Annapolis as we descended through the haze on “downwind” for landing. She shot this through the windshield and propeller after our descending turn through base to final approach.
I love this airport! It’s one of the friendliest we’ve encountered in our wanderings across the entire continent. Great prices, and perhaps best of all only an hour transit ride from D.C. We’ll definitely be back here next time we want to visit the Capital, because it’s outside that Danger Zone mentioned above. The incredibly professional and helpful Kyle at Trident even drove us across that bridge into Annapolis to a cozy and affordable hotel, so tomorrow we’ll explore more Cam country before we head for White Plains ahead of an oncoming storm.
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