Relaxed now, I marveled at how rapidly the scenery changed. Snow cloaked mountains and ridges, rapidly disappeared behind with every northbound mile. The bush-clad west coast turned our vista green.
There I was, above familiar territory and enjoying the view. My Flyinn guide had relaxed now we were on our way.
Lined up on the airstrip, I worked through the check list one more time. Certainty settled in me.