Left the hotel at 0600 local for a ride to Lincoln, a flight to Denver, and then... after my connecting flight wound up delayed by over two hours ...a flight home to Indy. I arrived home around 9PM EDT.
Included in the day was the experience of looking out the airplane window at 6PM and seeing Grand Island below, the place from which I had departed twelve hours prior. Ah, the magic of hub-and-spoke air travel.
After a full day of tours on the concrete floors of the various Hornady plants in Grand Island, two days on the range, and then an absolute Hell Day of travel, I am officially whupped.
