Craig flies out of the Brampton Flight Centre, which is far enough north of the city to avoid the messy hassles of Pearson's heavy traffic. I don't know about it being a 'centre' of anything though. It's really just a flight club if you ask me.




The tarmac at the Brampton flying club. I suppose I could have started with the club building, but buildings are boring. I was here for the flying machines.

If you want a better view of the whole area, check this out.




Apparently we weren't the only ones out looking for some fresh air that evening. These air cadets were practicing their marching, standing, chanting etc. I was surprised to see a) so many girls in the cadets and b) practicing without uniforms.