Veckans sena Smakebit kommer ur månadens cirkelbok hos Bokbubblarna - Circling the sun av Paula McLain. Detta är ur prologen, för jag har faktiskt inte hunnit börja läsa på riktigt ännu...
The Vega Gull is peacock blue with silver wings, more splemdid than any bird I've known, and somehow mine to fly. She's called The Messenger, and has been designated and built with great care and skill to do what should be impossible - cross an ocean in one brace launch, thirty-six hundred miles of black chop and nothingness - and to take me with her.
It's dusk when I board her. Storms have hunched over the aerodrome for days, and what light there is now is stingy and wrung out. Rain beats on the Gull's wings in timpani, and the wind gusts sideways, andyet I'm tolv it's the best weather I'm going to get all month. I'm less worried about weather than weight. The Gull's been fashioned with a special undercarriage to bear the extra oil and petrol. Tanks have been fixed under the wings and to the cabin, where they form a close-fitting wall around my seat with petcocks I can reach with two fingers to switch over the tanks mid-flight. I've been instructed that I should let one run completely dry and close it off before opening the next, to avoid an airlock. The fine might freeze for a few moments, but will start up again. I will have to rely on that. I will have to reky on a good many other things, too."
Ur Circling the sun av Paula McLain, Little Brown: 2016
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