…And then a soft growling rises out of the deafening silence. At first I fail to find its source, but it quickly grows louder and I spot a small Cessna coming straight for me from Glacier Peak. It’s amazing how quickly planes travel when you're up at their level. From first sighting I have thirty second before the plane is passing a thousand feet away. I send my greetings attempting to walk the line between being seen and appearing in desperate need of assistance…