Why Flying A Plane Is The Ultimate Adventure

Why Flying A Plane Is The Ultimate Adventure

You see the world from a different perspective when you're in the sky. In a plane, the world is beautiful and adventures are limitless.

Flying is one of the greatest things I've done. When I'm sitting on the edge of the runway and preparing for takeoff, the feeling I get is something I can not have doing anything else. Once the tires lift off of the runway, we are free to see the city of Fresno and beyond. When you are flying over the valley or the coast of California, it is easy to see what makes the state beautiful and appreciate all of the varying architecture and landscape. The trips I make with my dad in his little, red airplane are some of the most fun times I have had, and our adventures help me appreciate the beauty and possibilities that flying a small aircraft provides.

My dad is the coolest pilot I know (sorry to all the other pilots; you are all awesome too). He decided to earn his pilot's license after his enlistment as a hydraulic mechanic in the Air Force. He worked hard to pay for his instructed flight hours and the courses required to test for a license.

When he finally earned his license and bought a small plane, he started taking everyone up for a flight. He knew that the experience of flying in a small airplane is something that people do not usually experience, and he wanted to share the feeling of flying that nobody would ever forget.

For years he would take friends and family for flights until his plane fell into disrepair. Then, maintenance issues grounded the airplane that gave so many people chance at adventure, and it stayed chained to the ground and collected dust.

This lasted for a while until a few years ago my dad put in the time and effort to get the airplane's entire engine rebuilt. After many months of building and rebuilding the plane's engine from the inside out, it was ready to fly again.

I was an adult and had fond memories from when my dad took me up as a child. Back when I was a toddler, my dad would take me up and I would cry like crazy. To fix my bad mood, he would get some altitude and then go into a quick, little descent.

That would make the plan lose its G-force and lift my fussy, toddler self out of my seat and fix my tears. Knowing that I would have a better appreciation for flying, my dad took me back up to enjoy flying and adventures.

Usually, he and I would take a flight to Woodlake or the famous Harris Ranch for breakfast. Going there gave me the chance to actually fly the plane, and after we landed, I got the fantastic feeling of being a pilot in a restaurant full of commuters. Also, we got the deluxe treatment of a percentage off of our meals for landing at the runway next to a restaurant. This made the coffee and eggs taste all the better.

Out of the many trips my dad and I have taken, our flight to the coast was the most exciting and memorable. He and I planned to pack sleeping bags and a tent and fly to the central coast of California in Oceano. There, we would land and set up our tent at the campground by the runway and use our day to explore the coast. I would get to fly, and we would get to enjoy time together. It was a great plan.

The flight there was the longest and the most beautiful flight we have taken together. I flew most of the way, and I was able to enjoy the agricultural and mountainous landscape leading up to the coast. After about an hour, we made it to the mountain range separating the valley from the central coast. We climbed over the peaks of the mountains and into the dense sea air on the other side.

The coast and Morro Rock greeted us and let us know we were on course for our destination. Flying by Morro Rock and the beach on the central coast was exhilarating, and it provided me a better view of the coastal waters where I had spent my weekends.

Once we landed the plane in Oceano, we saw some amazing things. A formation of planes flew overhead and men in parachutes jumped out. It was the only time I have seen something like that, and we even managed to talk to the nice man who was flying one of the planes in formation.

He was interesting and had stories like a lot of pilots do. My dad and I set up our tent at the campsite and got a burger. After the burger, we decided to Uber over to Pismo since we were close and it is much more of a destination that Oceano for people who walk around.

Once we got there, I had a beer and my dad had a cigar as we sat out and watched the ocean at sunset. It was a beautiful time, and after an Uber back, we settled in and had snacks and beers before bed.

The next day we flew home and the trip was even more memorable than arriving. We flew low over the coast and the dunes in the morning and saw how beautiful the beach was when it was overcast. We took our time and flew the length of the beach as we passed Morro Rock and huge industrial facilities on the way back. When you are up in the air, there are no rest stops easily available, so my dad and I had to land at an airport to take care of our business while going home.

As it turned out, the landing strip was government owned and off limits. We did not know that; we also did not know that because it was restricted someone had tied a rope down the middle of the runway. We were lucky enough in our little plane that we could stop before the rope caught in our propeller. Upset at the deserted and dangerous runway, we bid our farewells and flew off home. The rest of the trip was a breeze, and it was the best time I've ever had on a trip with my dad.

Flying with my dad has taught me to take people up on their offers. If someone has a cool passion they would genuinely like to share with me, I take them up even if it is out of my comfort zone. I do this knowing that flying can be scary, but when it's done right, it is a ton of fun.

Also, flying has taught me to maintain my spirit of adventure. Just like the little red airplane looks a lot better when my dad dusted it off and rebuilt it, I look and feel better when I keep going on adventures. That plane is a lot like my spirit for adventure.

The more interesting and new places it visits, the more people it impresses and the more it fulfills its purpose. I encourage you just as I encourage myself to get out of your comfort zone and take your spirit for adventure out for travel. It is a worthwhile thing to do, and it may leave you with a fantastic memory and story to share.

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College As Told By Junie B. Jones

A tribute to the beloved author Barbara Parks.

The Junie B. Jones series was a big part of my childhood. They were the first chapter books I ever read. On car trips, my mother would entertain my sister and me by purchasing a new Junie B. Jones book and reading it to us. My favorite part about the books then, and still, are how funny they are. Junie B. takes things very literally, and her (mis)adventures are hilarious. A lot of children's authors tend to write for children and parents in their books to keep the attention of both parties. Barbara Park, the author of the Junie B. Jones series, did just that. This is why many things Junie B. said in Kindergarten could be applied to her experiences in college, as shown here.

When Junie B. introduces herself hundreds of times during orientation week:

“My name is Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 1)

When she goes to her first college career fair:

"Yeah, only guess what? I never even heard of that dumb word careers before. And so I won't know what the heck we're talking about." (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 2)

When she thinks people in class are gossiping about her:

“They whispered to each other for a real long time. Also, they kept looking at me. And they wouldn't even stop." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When someone asks her about the library:

“It's where the books are. And guess what? Books are my very favorite things in the whole world!" (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 27)

When she doesn't know what she's eating at the caf:

“I peeked inside the bread. I stared and stared for a real long time. 'Cause I didn't actually recognize the meat, that's why. Finally, I ate it anyway. It was tasty...whatever it was." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 66)

When she gets bored during class:

“I drew a sausage patty on my arm. Only that wasn't even an assignment." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 18)

When she considers dropping out:

“Maybe someday I will just be the Boss of Cookies instead!" (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 76)

When her friends invite her to the lake for Labor Day:

“GOOD NEWS! I CAN COME TO THE LAKE WITH YOU, I BELIEVE!" (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 17)

When her professor never enters grades on time:

“I rolled my eyes way up to the sky." (Junie B., First Grader Boss of Lunch, p. 38)

When her friends won't stop poking her on Facebook:

“Do not poke me one more time, and I mean it." (Junie B. Jones Smells Something Fishy, p. 7)

When she finds out she got a bad test grade:

“Then my eyes got a little bit wet. I wasn't crying, though." (Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus, p. 17)

When she isn't allowed to have a pet on campus but really wants one:


When she has to walk across campus in the dark:

“There's no such thing as monsters. There's no such thing as monsters." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 12)

When her boyfriend breaks her heart:

“I am a bachelorette. A bachelorette is when your boyfriend named Ricardo dumps you at recess. Only I wasn't actually expecting that terrible trouble." (Junie B. Jones Is (almost) a Flower Girl, p. 1)

When she paints her first canvas:

"And painting is the funnest thing I love!" (Junie B. Jones and her Big Fat Mouth, p. 61)

When her sorority takes stacked pictures:

“The biggie kids stand in the back. And the shortie kids stand in the front. I am a shortie kid. Only that is nothing to be ashamed of." (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed, p. 7)

When she's had enough of the caf's food:

“Want to bake a lemon pie? A lemon pie would be fun, don't you think?" (Junie B. Jones Has a Monster Under Her Bed p. 34)

When she forgets about an exam:

“Speechless is when your mouth can't speech." (Junie B. Jones Loves Handsome Warren, p. 54)

When she finds out she has enough credits to graduate:

“A DIPLOMA! A DIPLOMA! I WILL LOVE A DIPLOMA!" (Junie B. Jones is a Graduation Girl p. 6)

When she gets home from college:

"IT'S ME! IT'S JUNIE B. JONES! I'M HOME FROM MY SCHOOL!" (Junie B. Jones and some Sneaky Peaky Spying p. 20)

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5 Ways To Pass The Time On Your Lengthy Road Trip

"Stop worrying about the potholes in the road and enjoy the journey."


Whether you're driving home for the summer, taking a cross-country road trip with your friends, or driving out-of-state for an internship, the time you spend crammed inside a car can be the death of you as the hours seem to drag on and on. From someone who drove through six states alone in an entire day -over a thousand miles- here are a few things you can do to make the time go faster.

1. Start driving early.

The earlier you start driving, the better. Driving in an unfamiliar place as the day begins to transition from day to night can be a little unsettling; you could get lost by taking the wrong exit or turn, or God forbid you're having car issues and left somewhere dangerous, or you need a bathroom break and are forced to pull up to a gas station that's straight out of a scary movie. When you're driving and the day starts getting darker, you become more exhausted than before.

2. Listen to audiobooks.

A concept: the book you never got to read during the semester because you were too busy with your other classes but it's read by your favorite author in audio format to kill at least a good four hours (or more depending on the book) during your road trip.

3. Listen to podcasts.

There is a podcast for everyone and everything, I promise. When you find the one podcast that speaks to you, it is a never-ending rabbit hole from there and you'll end up wishing your road trip was longer.

4. Get some snacks.

Stopping anywhere other than a fast food joint can delay your trip and the fast foods available to us aren't always the best options. Be sure to pack your favorite snacks or even your favorite easy homemade meal. If you're going to stop for a break, make the time well-spent by eating something you actually enjoy and you'll feel good to drive for another few hours.

5. Create a hit music playlist.

No road trip would be complete without a playlist compiled of your favorite jams to get you by. Take the time to explore new genres or nostalgic classics.

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