[Cowperson]

This is going to be interesting when I'm laying in my hammock in the summer, I-Pad on my belly, at my acreage southwest of the city.

Every four or five days, for some reason, I get a constant stream of airliners coming from the north at nought altitude, banking over my house to head east and then, a few miles further on, banking north to make their final run into the airport.

We'll see how "real time" this thing is.

I did enjoy watching a couple of planes landing at Kona Airport on the Big Island of Hawaii last night . . . . . thinking about my trip there in March.

Cowperson