Hasta eso han cuadrículado con la excusa de los aviones.

precioso

siempre me pareció inquietante la cartografía aérea. hasta para volar hay normas de conducta.

Creo que es eso lo que me gustaba de volar en ultraligero, que tiene pocas normas más que saber despegar y aterrizar. Se vuela bajo, con la tierra aún cerca, y en cielo de nadie, sin pasillos ni corredores, como para perderse. Sí que es precioso ese cielo del prototipo.

Para casi todo hay normas de conducta, si no qué gracia tendría saltárselas.

Yo de mayor quiero ser controlador aéreo. Te mantendré informada...

me pregunto si los paseantes del cielo,para no perderse, se fijan en puntos de la Tierra; tal como hacemos los paseantes de la tierra con las estrellas.

Las coordenadas del cielo las teje el viento y las reteje a su pasar. Ningún ave vuela sin seguir estas vías, menos los aviones. Si puedes ver el viento, no te perderás.

Sabes lo bueno, que si miras desde el cielo la tierra esta tampoco tiene coordenadas... Joder, acabo de perder el concepto de fronteras de mi cabeza!!! Que horror!!!

pues piérdete (en el buen sentido)..
que es gratis, como soñar..

Bueno, a mi de niño me encantaban los aviones.
Al parece el cielo no lo cuadriculan, lo cortan en rodajas. Franjas de altitud y pasillos aereos. Vayas y carriles hechos de aire.
Por suerte todo este orden obsesivo de radiobalizas y rutas de aproximacion empieza a partir de los 300 metros de altura.
Por debajo, queda libre para los pajaros, los ultraligeros y otros seres de mente desordenada.
Supongo que esa franja es la que nos dejan a nosotros también...
En cualquier caso no quiero estropear con un comentario tan prosaico un post tan bonito.

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