I generally hate helicopters. Has anyone noticed how loud they are? But. I guess, like any hypocrite, I don't mind so much when they benefit me. In August, I walked out to the southwest summit of Shelley Baldy. It took at least half a day and hammered my knees for eight miles. This week, when Seven Bravo Sierra was going that way, I wasn't above catching a ride.
I love helos. Some of my best memories are soaring above Baghdad and the rest of Iraq. Up there it was cool and the depressing, harsh reality of the Middle East at least had perspective.
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