Driving to Vegas

It’s weekends like this past one that make me realize how cool it is to be a pilot. Usually.

The plan was for Pam and I to fly up to Vegas after work Friday for my niece’s wedding. The weather decided not to allow that. Big thunderstorms stretching all the way across the San Gabriel mountains from my Granada Hills to Palm Springs. The only way to fly it would have been to go south of the line near Palm Springs, then out to Needles and into Vegas. Would have added an hour to the trip, putting us near Vegas in questionable weather at night. No thanks. So we drove.

Only 5 hours to get there, but 6.5 to get back – 11.5 hours for a trip that lasted a total of less than 48 hours. This is just no good. Flying would have taken me 3.2 hours maximum round trip – and would have been a heck of a lot more fun. As an added bonus, I got my ass HANDED to me at the tables.

Flying our Client Services team here at ISHM to Vegas next weekend. Will report on findings.