It was hubby's day to check to see if he had a heart. I thought, okay, pretty country around Mountain Home, so I'll take my camera.
We began the trip early because hubby knew every slow poke in the world would be in front of him on the way there and he would be late. Gosh, let's try a little positive thinking here!
Speeding along at seventy on the crooked roads is not good for picture taking. Hubby says, honey I'll slow down if you want to take pictures so he slows to fifty-five in a forty-five zone. We approach the dam on Norfork Lake. What a great opportunity to take a picture...not!
There are warning signs, stop ahead, men at work...he flies over the dam. I say, you ran that stop light, he said what stop light. I said the one they sat up because they are working on the dam.
Can you see this stop light?
Flying low, I tried to capture the water.
Here's proof I am telling the truth.
I resort to taking pictures out the back window as we fly by.
PS. The doc says he still has a heart, but I'm giving him his head on a platter.