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What's better than a coffee date? Flying your spouse to one! ???? In this video, I take my wife on an unforgettable adventure in our airplane, soaring through the skies to Sheboygan, Wisconsin, for a unique date at a cozy coffee shop. From pre-flight checks to takeoff, scenic views, and landing at the airport, experience the thrill of general aviation and the freedom of private flying. Whether you're an aviation enthusiast, a travel lover, or just enjoy a great love story, this flight date is sure to inspire! IG: @austinlankford Wife's IG: @yochelsmo or @chelschatsbooks ? Highlights: ? Pilot's perspective on the flight ?? ? Romantic travel experience ? ? Exploring Sheboygan from above ? ? Coffee shop vibes ? ? The joy of aviation & marriage combined! If you love flying, travel vlogs, and adventure dates, don't forget to LIKE, COMMENT, and SUBSCRIBE for more aviation and travel content! #Aviation #FlyingDate #PrivatePilot #SheboyganWI #CouplesTravel #GeneralAviation #FlightVlog #PilotLife #AviationLovers #DateNight #CoffeeDate #FlyingAdventure #AirplaneTravel

We had an interesting final sail on Peter's Firebird in the most wind I sailed in when in Barbados - we sailed with 2 reefs. Peter's friend Eric has a foiling waveboard and he wanted to foil behind the Firebird. In the end he managed it, but there was lots of falling in at the beginning. It was hard work for Peter and I as we had to start at near zero speed, so Eric could grab the tow rope, then slowly accelerate to about 7 knots so he could get ready for lift off. Then accelerate to 10 knots very quickly, so he could lift out. And then control the speed at 10-12 rather than surge up to 15-18. But of course the wind would drop, or he'd fall in or.... but, as I say, after 2 hours he did manage to fly for maybe 30 secs. Although, if we were quick enough, we could stop and heave to after he fell in, sometimes we sailed on too far and then we had to pull in the tow rope (we discovered it was too easy to get it entangled on rudders and daggerboards), tack round and sail back. As always it was scary how quickly a head disappears from view. But interestingly we could easily see him when he was in the sun, it was when he was north of us that he became invisible (one of his sons kept a very close eye on Dad, religiously pointing to his position). Flat water helped, and lots of passing day charter cats got a bit confused by seeing a swimmer apparently a mile out to sea but happily waving!
