I'd hired the same trusty C172 that I'd been using to build my night flying hours in, and enjoyed a change of pace from my recent flying, low and slow VFR down to Tauranga (where granddad was waiting) and back, with a headwind of 20 knots on the way, and a matching tailwind on the reverse leg. Skies were mostly clear, and we dropped down to 1000 feet AGL where we could for the passengers to check out the scenery. Accompanying kid 1 in the back was his friend, who had come along for a surprise birthday treat. Everyone enjoyed themselves, no one chundered from the occasional bump (bonus) and even though I was about five days away from becoming uncurrent in the one-seventy-twice, I managed to pull off relatively smooth landings and keep the ball in the centre for the most part!
Below are some snap from my front seat passenger, pinched from his facebook. Cheers Rik!