Day 2

Well, the end of day two finds the six of us in a two bed hotel room in Albuquerque, New Mexico. We're arranged in sort of a sardine can manner but it's a cost cutting measure and after spending as much time as we have in the heart of meno-land frugality is king.

We started off the day this morning at 8 am with the hopes of departing Hugoton by 10 am. Once we had eaten, all the planning was done and we were in the planes it was 10:30. We had been watching the winds intently during the morning and there were reports along our track of winds gusting up to 38 kts. We decided to go, loaded the planes, taxied to possition but neither of us had had any communication with the other by this point. We did all the trouble shooting that we could think of at the time but to no avail. We were not going to go with no communication so we taxied back and shut down. As it turns out it was just a simple misscommunication on frequencies but it brought us back to the ramp and as we looked at the wind again it was decided that in the interests of self preservation we should probably stay put. I am fairly certain that it was not mere missfourtune that made us have this mix up. It was yet another reminder that someone bigger is looking out for us.

We ended up getting away just after noon when there was a break in the winds We continued to have an exciting and uncertain flight through mountain passes direct to Albuquerque. The plan for tomorrow is to get up at 5 am while it's still cool and fly the remaining 2 hrs through the mountains to the grand canyon where we will spend the day.

Want to find out what happens to the group? Tune in tomorrow, same time, same channel!

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