C a r o l y n D a u g h t e r s

Friday, 7 pm, downtown Sacramento. LuAnne gets a new necklace that suits her just fine. This jewelry-related information has nothing to do with Vacaville or anything else documented in this entry. Please forget you even read these introductory sentences. Thank you.

Sunday, 2 pm, Sacramento Executive Airport. Susan and Carolyn board a tiny plane piloted by necklace enthusiast LuAnne Sloan. Susan is the unofficial copilot, as she is the only one onboard with a sense of direction. Carolyn has the backseat to herself. She couldn’t be more thrilled.

Sunday, 3 pm, Vacaville. LuAnne lands in Vacaville. “Vaca” means “cow” in Spanish, so … Continue Reading

Yesterday, my good friend LuAnne piloted a 160 HP C-172. She soloed for the first time in her hometown of Sacramento on Sep. 1 and wanted to test out her mountain flying skills here in Colorado. Veteran pilot Howard “Search-and-Rescue” McClure rode shotgun, and I took the backseat. It was my job to (1) take pictures and (2) not inadvertently cause a crash by screaming “We’re going to crash!” and pulling LuAnne’s hair as we crossed 12,000+-foot mountain passes and landed at five separate airports between 5,900’ and … Continue Reading