Unfortunately I have met more than a few that just view it as a job and income, and it always makes me a little sad. I remember a gas station in Cayuga, Ontario, not far from where I grew up, and there was this huge blown up photo of the owners son, standing in some Northern Ontario muskeg, with an old Bell 47 helicopter on floats behind him. I knew the first time I looked at that poster.....that's what I want to do! It was a decade later, and I found myself flying Bell 47s in Northern Ontario. You have to have the dream before you can start chasing after it.
Well over 10,000 hours and nearly thirty years later, the novelty isn't even starting to wear off......

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