Flying high

This is a pic of my brother fuelling his airplane! His hangar to the left and runway in the background. We flew over miles of Ontario farmland toward the Bruce Peninsula, past Owen Sound and landed on his grass runway on White Cloud Island an hour later. He has some land inland with a runway, little cabin, a shed and another piece of land with beach front. We spent a lovely couple of hours together walking the Island and having a picnic lunch in the sun on his porch. See extra. A perfect day. I even got to fly the plane home! Or at least for awhile til I tired and was changing altitude so often that even N had to admit it was a bit much. Beginners overcorrecting and a strong tail wind.