I timed my second leg of the flight to follow up on a vacation to the literal place I was about to fly over.
Does that make sense?
I spent four nights in Jasper (in real life) near where I'd parked my (virtual) plane last week, and upon returning from my (real) trip to the mountains just this afternoon I continued my (virtual) flight down through the same valley where I'd spent some (very real) time this past weekend.
It was evening when I flew out of the Jasper Airport, a grassy landing strip near the mountain community in our closest National Park. We'd driven by it not eight hours previous, backtracked my entirety of Leg One but in a car as the end of a family road trip. In my mind I had a list of locations I wanted to cruise over from the air, so an all-too-fast flyover of Jasper and some local lakes, led to a trek following the Icefields Parkway southbound until I cruised past the glacier.
Then a bit of trouble.
It started to get dark. The sun dropped real low, daylight faded. I fought the urge to follow my original plan, which was a looping arc along the familiar highway, and instead ascended to about 13500 feet and crested the mountains to find my original flight plan path and drop into the airport.
Of course, I landed ... but without clearance... but I landed, avoiding the pitch dark mishap of my trip to Fort Mac last week bouncing a few anxious times off the runway before skidding to a halt, getting scolded by ATC, and calling it a night.