After I dropped Tamara off at her dad's, I decided to stop by the local flying club, the one I learned flying at so many years ago. While there, one of my old buddies, one that I flew to the North Cape with in 1990, asked if I'd like to join him for a flight. As you can see by the pictures, the weather was too perfect to refuse the offer!

the former American Kaserne

no sign of the heavy flooding of the past weeks

not much going on in Walldürn