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High life

I felt so awful I almost prayed that we would crash

The pain — and pleasure — of life up high

4 October 2014

9:00 AM

4 October 2014

9:00 AM

This is about life up high. Two weeks ago The Spectator had that rapscallion and mischief-maker Peter McKay writing about how great it is to pilot a plane. (He’s taking lessons and has flown solo.) I’ve always been told that riding a motorcycle and piloting a plane are about the same, and McKay is a motorcyclist.

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