My Valentine’s Day came a day late, but it was worth the wait. My better half tried to surprise me, but he could not hold such a big secret and spilled it days before. We went on a helicopter tour of Seattle. Wow, what a great experience. It was a rare clear day, blue sky and no wind. From the helicopter, we could see two volcanoes, two mountain ranges, Puget Sound, several lakes, mansions that outshine resorts, flew over the University of Washington campus, buzzed the skyscrapers of two cities and we were eye to eye with the space needle. What a place to live, I’ve never visited anywhere that beats Seattle.
The scenery was terrific, the ride even better. Taking off in a helicopter was a new experience for me. There was no speed ramp-up down the runway until flight was possible, nope, we rose in the air like you rise in an elevator – straight up. Zoom. Just like that, on the ground one second and in the air the next. Whoosh. I love to fly on – well, everything, and now that I’ve been on a helicopter I want to go again. Our next trip will be to a very large waterfall in the Cascade mountains, Snoqualmie Falls. I’m ready.
This ride also accomplished another thing, one more check mark off our bucket list. You know the bucket list? A list of things you really want to do before you shrug off this mortal coil. My husband and I like the same things, so our bucket list contains all of the modes of moving around the planet we could think of. We included submarines, the space shuttle (rats, missed that one), trains, and all types of flying machines. Boats. Horse drawn carriage. UFO. We want to get a ride on them all. Ever hopeful.