Bob's hanger, back home, where the trip began.   

I love these type of shots.  Here's Bob, setting his Air Cam down on a deserted beach to stretch his legs.  Texas Gulf Coast between Port Aransas & Galveston

The kind of view that we all see, every day.  Right?  Not!  Here's Bob, hopping his way through the Carribean.

This has to be the coolest instrument to lust for. Ft. Lauderdale to Nassau, Bahamas.  Then on to San Salvador and Stella Maris, and Turks & Caicos

Self-portrait of the artist, as a crazed trans- continental Air Cam pilot. Landed on a canal levee in an unnamed western state

Back to the inviting waters of the Bahamas. 

Bob gets the award for setting his plane down in the most offbeat places on the continent.  Langtry, West Texas next to the Rio Grande River canyon.

Great place to have two fans working for you.  You wouldn't get a better view from a helicopter.

Another off airport landing, out in the desert.  Almost anywhere serves as an Air Cam landing site for Bob

Bob's Air Cam, possibly the first plane to ever land on this particular stretch of dirt.

A river sandbar in Arkansas where these 2 famlies were  having a fish fry.  Bob was invited to partake, but had to go.

The view from the office, in heaven. 

No land in sight.   No hiccups, please.

This is the beginning of a significant over-water portion of Bob's journey.

Running down a dry creek bed.  I don't think that Bob was contemplating landing here.

Death Valley Furnace Creek airport.

Using a country road as a runway.  When you fly along at 200', it doesn't take long to set it down.  Speed brakes not required.

Straight over Mt Whitney at around 16,000.   Cold!  As soon as he went over the edge, he dove down to the warm desert floor to restore his circulation.

At long last . . . finally back to the Seattle area after trekking 8,242 miles. What a feat, Bob. We all envy you.