Eyes

Tucked Away for the Cold Day's Wait

207 NM North Of Saskatoon

FL200

215 Knots Ground Speed

The Northern lights are circling the plane. They are alive and dancing tonight. The stars are bright, showing the paths to the far galaxies. It's smooth and peaceful, the soft glow of the beacon on our wings and the short blue flames off the exhaust is easy on the eyes. Something a pilot has to be careful about. I need to bring my eyes back into the plane, keeping a watchful eye on the instruments, making sure they stay in their monotone state. Not moving. Nothing much is moving in the cockpit, just two sets of eyes and the distance on the GPS, it keeps slowing counting down to our destination.