Okay, when you are flying VFR (visual flight rules, where you have to be able to see the ground at all times) things go rarely as you plan. So the plan was to leave Yorkton on Monday but a look at the weather forecast changed out minds. We left yesterday, flew the last leg into Saskatoon under clear skies even with a bit of a tail wind. And I´m glad we did woke up this morning to snow flurries. So yes WE ARE HOME! (except if you count the fact that the plane is still in Saskatoon and we live a half hour north in Leask, however I won´t be able to bring the plane here until all the snow melts off the runway, hopefully sometime in April).
Picture titles: Josh and Barb on final leg, Lost Ducks see snow
Final Stats:
Nautical Miles -16,688
Kilometres -30,906
Legs-69
Hours-150
Countries-20
Final Thoughts:
Never in a million years did I ever dream that I would fly my own plane across the entire western hemisphere and never in a million years could I have accomplished it without the help of my fellow Lost Ducks, Lorne and Frankie Carefoot, Robin and Barb Fraser, Harold Fast, Raúl Bustos and my son Josh. And never, ever could I have even attempted it without my incredible husband, John who took care of everything else while I was away. And to all those who helped along the way, thank you for getting us home. What started out as a suggestion from my husband and a quick "I'll fly with you to Mexico Barb" from Lorne has turned into the journey of a lifetime and a priceless memory for me. Still can't believe I did it!
Thank you to all from the bottom of my heart!
Barb
