November 29 - December 8, 1986
Liz, her sister Beverly, and I had just learned how to scuba dive. The weather in northern Florida had become rainy and cold, but luckily we had an airplane. So we flew our Cessna 182RG to the Bahamas and dove for three days. The only way to have such freedom is to have your own wings. That is why we fly.
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