Who would help me now if I panic? Be nice to have a cup of coffee if I could get my hand off the throttle or controls to hold it and a way I could sip it without taking my face out of the side window.
The snow now is almost at blizzard conditions and now there is a RUNWAY! Someone has shown me the way! As I turn into what I really hope is a runway, I barely reduce power. I will have to fly this approach as the snow is blowing so hard there is no such thing as gliding. The airplane responds nicely to the controls. I sort of have to fly taxi this way and that hoping to find a place to park and tie the airplane down before the wind blows it away. I see an open hanger and head for it. I can see the gas pit where the airplane would probably be fueled if someone could see me which they don't. Who would be flying in this sort of weather? I come up to the open hanger and taxi right on into the hanger and even turn it around in the hanger before I turn the engine off.
As I cut the engine, I have to sit and think awhile about where I am at and what I am going to do. I think I should be expressing some sort of word of thanks. Maybe we have guardian angels. I really have to think about this experience. It is still snowing, and I can hardly see anything outside past the hanger door. I am thankful I am down and safe as I begin to stir around and undo my seat belt. I open the door so my dog, Pilot, can get out and stretch. Finally, I get out of the airplane not knowing what I'm going to do, but whatever I do I better get started. Other than my airplane, the hanger is bare. I did walk around the airplane as if I had to admire its design and how well it can fly. A good little machine.
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