Here are a few photos I've taken over the last few weeks. Sunrise's may be beautiful, but I still hate seeing em. It used to be that if I saw one, that meant I was flying all night. Now it means that I got up really really early in order to to be flying at the crack of dawn.

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A Fatty in Memphis
This last one is pretty cool. We were following company traffic a few miles ahead of us at FL320. We chased their contrail half way across the country from Detroit till they descended for Tulsa. We kept on truckin to Oklahoma City.