Quote Originally Posted by Panache View Post
My pilot, a handsome, thin and athletic woman who I knew to be fifty years of age, but possessing some inner luminosity that made her appear decades younger, wished to wait for me whilst I hunted. “I’m clarinetist, I play a woodwind. I’m used to danger!” she bravely offered. I shook my head “No, I want you to return to the zeppelin”, I firmly commanded and gave her a salute. She saluted back and fired up the Sparrowhawk’s engine. I watched the plane take flight and head Southward. (emphasis added)
I must say, in this extraordinary tale the true heroines emerge in unexpected places; such a one, totally comfortable and confident flying in turbulent winds, presented in juxtaposition to the [implied] captain of an unfortunate sailing expedition. She has MY vote for "Queen of the North Pole."

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