From My Window Seat

This summer I was blessed with the opportunity to hop on a flight with my friend Ralph's Dad, Paul. Paul has been flying bush planes in Southeast Alaska for the last 30 years. I was honored to be given a chance to fly down the coast of Juneau with him at sunset one clear summer evening. Unfortunately for Paul's friend, the other passenger he was taking up into the air with us, the plane was equipped with a photo window (essentially a porthole that folded inward which took away a great deal of glare) I on the other hand was thrilled and thought it would be just fine if she suffered for a bit so I could acquire the photos of a lifetime.