i had a boss when i was in the title insurance business who had been a fighter pilot in viet nam and still flew a lot. this is not to be confused with hang gliding which made me sick- uggg. robert and i would on occesion just fly to nogales for breakfast or maybe to casa grande for lunch. stuff like that. on occasion, we would run nav point scavager hunts which would take us all over the state and into new mexico. i remember those as being a blast.