September 30th

Vic and I went to the airport and flew up to Auburn for lunch.  The smoke was pretty bad, so I ran along the ridge rather than go straight there.

We got to do a go-around, as a Cessna lined up on the runway while we were on base.  I don't think he looked for us after I'd called a high, tight base leg.  Oh well.

The flight back was a bit more fraught, as Auburn was quoting 9 miles visibility, but Lincoln was quoting 3.5 as we approached.  Still, I know where I'm going :o)