There was a winter storm earlier last week (another one moving in tonight) and the snow level dropped down to about 3,000 feet. The mountains north of Camarillo go up well above that, so they got fresh snow. But yesterday was cloudless, “clear and a million” in flying parlance, and our P-51 Mustang was out on the ramp…
It would have been a spectacular day to go flying, but this aircraft is still well above my pay grade.
Something to work toward in 2020, even if they’re just baby steps.
