Our Summer Plans – Revealed!

It’s time!  It’s time!  After teasing you all month long with little hints about our summer plans in the United States, I’ll bet you’re ready for some answers, huh?  I must say you all gave us some fabulous ideas in all of your lovely comments.  Next summer maybe?  To start things off, maybe I should tell you a few things about the pictures you’ve been seeing.

 

Hint #1 was Martin working in an old airplane.  His head was about where a pilot’s feet would go, and he was showing all of us an outdated instrument used to fly the plane. 

martin-at-work

 

And these were obviously clouds… a picture taken from in a small airplane.

clouds

 

Hint #2  was the dirt road we’ll be living on.

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But look what happens when you get to see the entire picture.  Another airplane!  (I suspect you’re seeing a pattern now, right?)

mountain-airplane-flying

 

Hint #3 was the tail of an airplane.

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Hint #4 would be a view of the Rocky Mountains.  This picture is a couple of years old, so for those of you up to speed with pine beetle in the Rockies, I’m sorry to throw you off with the timeline.  Today there are far more dead trees here.  Now what kind of clue would this be if we didn’t mention airplanes somehow, right?  That’s the compass of a plane in the foreground.  That square of grass just below the mountains is a runway.

look out

 

Hint #5 was a picture my family took when I was “getting in touch with my roots”.  The shirt was borrowed from a ranch clothing store.  It didn’t fit, so my sister taped up the back of it for the picture.  The hat was my dad’s.  I also wore my grandfather’s old leather chaps over my jeans in a couple pictures.  Ironically, I met Martin one week later.  To this day, he greets my family with a big ol’ “Howdy!”  (You didn’t know a country girl was behind this blog now, did you?)

cowgirl

 

Hint #6 wrapped things up.  In some ways, I realize how totally odd this hint would be.  At the same time, it did state exactly what I’d be doing this summer.

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Yep.  This summer, I’m GOING TO GET A PILOT’S LICENSE.  So no babies, no time machines, and no dude ranches for us this year.  I am determined to take Martin to his first rodeo, though.  I figure it’s the least I can do.  After all, he’s going to be my flight instructor.