Good Morning

It's currently 0854 and we're sitting at 20'000 feet 280 NM north of Saskatoon. The vast northern boral forest of north Saskatchewan is looking like a sparse and void prairie from this height. The sky is hazing to the north which limits your view of the ground, but looking out towards the East you are greeted by the morning sun. Still low and glaring it makes the thousands of ice covered lakes shine like jewels. The forest is a bright green now, shed of the winters snow; in a few more weeks the ice will be gone, reveiling the bright blue lakes hidden underneeth. The Captain and I are passing the hour and 45min flight to Cigar Lake by with idle chitchat about aviation stories we have only heard and how are past two weeks of no work went. In 20 miles we'll be beginning our descent into the still frozen North.