JetHiking Blog

Airplane Alarm Clocks

It had been three hours since Jeremy first told the mechanics at Morris Municipal Airport (in Illinois) that there were problems with the plane. Each hour that passed, it looked more disheveled, and troubleshooting only led down rabbit holes. Jeremy looked frustrated and upset and I couldn’t blame him. He’d been so excited about the

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Something About Cinci

There have been a lot of places I’ve visited that were unexpected surprises, but Cincinnati tops the list. After leaving the airport, I met Maarten, a traveler from Belgium (which recently survived 20 months without a government) who joined me for some urban exploring around the city. One of the places we stumbled upon was

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Roaming Around a Flying Fortress

I didn’t want to risk missing the flight of a lifetime on a Flying Fortress, so I slept in the lounge at the Sellersburg (Clark County,Ind.) airport to make sure I was there on time in the morning. Besides the crew of the Memphis Belle, there were two other passengers going to Cincinnati, and we

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Amazing Grace and Kentuckiana

In Knoxville, Max Grogan (who I met at the airport) offered to let me stay at his home, but kidded that his wife, Bobbi, may want to adopt me. They lost their daughter years ago to leukemia. From the tone in both of their voices when they mentioned her and in the silent pauses, I

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Scruffy City Sunshine

Knoxville is often called the “Scruffy City” and the name fits. As trendy stores, overpriced coffee shops, and martini lounges crop up, it’s still more “scruff” than “chic” and I hope it can hold on to that. As I crossed the railroad tracks, early 19th Century brick buildings with faded paint proudly remained, as if

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Hangars and Hiking

In Franklin, North Carolina, I contemplated hiking the Appalachian Trail to the next town with an airport, but I’m not much of a hiker. Yet, somehow I always find myself signing up for some ridiculous trek when I travel (Ciudad Perdida in Colombia springs to mind). I usually find the slowest person and buddy up

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Carolina Moon Shadows

The only airplanes leaving the airport in Hinesville, GA., were heading to South Florida – not much help when I was trying “jet hike” to Alaska. Suddenly, I heard a plane start up. “I think that one might be going to North Carolina,” Kevin said, glancing up from his desk computer. “Really? Can I go

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Taking to the Skies!

As luck would have it, Tony and Brooke (who had heard about my trip a while ago on the BeechTalk forum) were flying home from a vacation in Key West, and had an extra seat in the Bonanza. I didn’t care where we were going, so long as it was north. Key West International was

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The Witty and Weird, Conch Republic

Last Fourth of July weekend I was camping out by a grass strip runway in Vermont, and this year I was helping harvest coconuts from trees and selling them on the beach in Key West. It’s actually not an uncommon profession on the island. As Zappa – the coconut guru – and I lowered bundles

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Starting from the Bottom

I’ve never had anything less than an amazing experience in the Florida Keys. They are one of the reasons I first moved to South Florida, and every memory I have of my visits to Key West make me smile. Life on the island seems so simple and unhurried. Perhaps it is that feeling of reaching

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