Tuesday, November 8, 2016

A Bustling Airport...

The things you see while on the trail of feather, fur and fins.

I always get a kick out of this place.  The weeds tend to conceal the landing strip and there welcoming crew consist of Mule Deer, Chuckars, Quail, a mangy Coyote and maybe a herd of Elk.

Right smack in the midst of thousands of acres of public land, the log book has about 4-5 planes a year.

It's at the gateway to Hells Canyon, with canyon walls providing a glorious backdrop to what I have to believe is one hell of a place to land a plane.

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