I headed over to the airport early, as Randy and I flew the gyros to Cameron Park to meet Chris. Chris took his father, I took his mother, and Randy took the steps, and we went to Auburn for brunch.
We flew back along part of the American River on the way back to Cameron Park, and dropped them off. Chris had managed to lose the key to his hangar, so we left them waiting for his wife to bring him the spare and flew back to Lincoln.
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