This was a road-stop check-in from Springfield, Missouri. I had just come out of the Dayton cold, sat down with a ribeye and a modified Southern Charmer, and turned the camera on.
Most of this is where my head was: work had pulled me away from Substack, I wanted to get back in shape, and Oklahoma was next. That meant another chance to fly White Dog Hill at sunrise and sunset.
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Related flight: https://www.dronedrifter.com/p/ghosts-steaks-and-sunsets-the-haunting
