"Yes, why hadn't I thought of that, but where were the keys?"Where are the keys? Do you know?" I asked, quickly. Astrid only shook her head in tears."...hain," she whispered. "Take pressure off my legs." We both worked to release the chain from the spreader bar, as the hook was too high above the bed to reach easily or quickly."Look for the keys," I shouted to Sandra, as I started to look around in desperation after we finished. We both looked for a minute or so before Sandra held up a small set. One early summer morning I was walking on the beach just looking at what had washed up the night before. The beach had showers and bathrooms spaced about every quarter mile or so and that was a good thing cuz I had to go pee.There were no urinals so I looked for a empty stall to pee in none of the stalls had doors and I didn't want to pee on the seat at ten years old that was quite frequent so I went into a empty stall and sat down. It didn't dawn on me that it seemed like there were a lot of. " The old captain nodded his head and Zack continued, "I know where Captain Merick's stored his larder. Why don't we raid that first." Zack informed the Captain."Great idea," the French captain replied. He then added with hope in his words, "Perhaps we might find a small bottle of cognac. It has been so long since I had a taste, and I do believe it's what I miss more than anything else."Zack laughed. "I think I can arrange that since I also know where they stored the cognac," Zack assured him. At one point I was madly sketching something on my iPad.“Darnit, Cindy ... All you gotta do is FLY the thing, not provide the engineering basis for it.”“Let’s go fly it, then...”The Piper Seneca we used for training was half the size of our Cessna 402C. Wally’s words echoed in my head as I did the walk-around with James. Checklists. This made our old Cessna 180 look quite simple and quaint.Into the pilot’s seat. A whole handful of controls on the quadrant between the seats – throttles,.