Night Shift

Lucky me landed the night shift the last couple missions we flew in Long Island. (I am back in Houston but thought I would write this sounding like I am an honest up-to-date blogger.) The first one wasn't that bad because we basically took off and then as soon as we hit the project site there were low-level clouds EVERYWHERE. It's always a bittersweet feeling when that happens, good for you, bad for work. So the next day I had to do nothing all day which was great. Having flown primarily in helicopters lately we usually work everyday, so this was a nice a break. Of course with me I get bored within about 30 minutes of waking up so having days off is bittersweet too. I have a complex. Technically it wasn't a day off since I had to go up in the plane at 1 am later that night. That came along and I was ready to go this time. I got a good nap in, had a sweet energy drink on standby, and a go-get'em attitude in my briefcase. Usually in the daytime the air is pretty crowded with planes since we are so close to JFK, but that night the tower actually told us the air space was ours! Baller. The best part of the mission was watching the sun come up over Long Island and all if its little water inlets. Its one of those things I can't describe and picture would only insult the beauty. I have flown early morning missions before and each time when the sun comes up its always a sight to see. Usually the radios are very quiet and the air is very smooth, very tranquil I must say. I should of brought some incense...