The thrill of flying in the Hebrides (Rousse)

The female passenger sitting next to me on the flight followed my example of leaving the aircraft and taking to the skies. We flew over beautiful (and normally inaccessible) Hebridean beaches. The biggest thrill was to soar higher than the birds.

This was so much more fun than taking a cramped transatlantic flight to Canada.

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