We flew again this afternoon, not venturing very far at all, just for 20 minutes down the river and then back via Gatineau airport, but we both enjoyed it, in spite of the bitter cold while preparing the plane for flight before take-off and tucking her up afterwards. My toes went numb again, but the air was smooth and the sky was bright. Below us were the clusters of ice-fishing huts that are always to be seen at this time of year.
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