This might more appropriately be posted on the Aviation thread, but here it is anyway.
Yesterday @SassyCassie and I took my borrowed plane to a fly-in at a place I'd never been before. It was a classy flying community high above my pay grade, but the food was "donations-requested" and quite good.
I started out flying to an airport near where she lives and picked up her and my waiting Starbucks Mocha, and headed north. We were a little late but there was still plenty of food. We didn't recognize anyone until, while we were eating, our new friends who had hosted the 99s meeting and my presentation last weekend, showed up. They only know Stephanie and Cassie, so I love seeing them. I know that with them - and with all the strangers around us - there will be no possibility of misgendering or deadnaming. It's such a good feeling to not have to worry about that kind of thing. It's just another data point in favor of getting out of the place I live and going somewhere that no one knows us. But I digress.
After lunch we got silly as we posed with a statue at the airport.

On the way back south we got an in-air shot...

We flew back to the airport near Cassie's place, tied down the plane and drove into the local tourist town, where we browsed the shops and had decadent coffee drinks. When we got a warning that weather was headed our way, we skedaddled back to the airport, where I evaluated the radar. I decided that I could get out of there before the storm hit, get around the south side, then fly west to get on the back side of the cell, and follow it in to my home airport. Off I went, circling the storm to the east and south, and ending up of the west side.

But instead of moving east, as it should have, it instead hovered over home, spreading out in all directions as it slowly dissipated. I throttled back and circled for a while until I got bored, then flew to an airport west of home and landed to wait it out. About 45 minutes later the radar showed a slot opening up, with clear skies over the home strip, and I took off for the 10 minute flight home.

I made it home with plenty of daylight left. As I shared with Cassie: "If you have time to spare, go by air!" Yet it was fun for me. Using my skills and judgement to overcome obstacles is one of the reasons I love flying so much.
Stephanie