Tossing a holstered .40-caliber Glock into the baggage hold of a Cessna, Dick Stoltman scrambles into the plane's left front seat, cranks the key and angles the craft onto a ribbon of asphalt.
There he pauses a long moment before pouring fuel to the airplane's lone engine, catapulting it -- and him -- into the crisp autumn morning.
Sparkling below are broad expanses of water separated by towering pines, leafy oaks and gangling, bare-limbed aspens.
Chromatic as a postcard, the panorama inspires an amalgam of sentiments, each in high demand these days: bliss and tranquillity, joy and inspiration.
Yet Stoltman, a conservation officer-pilot for the Minnesota Department of Natural Resources, sees something else.
"It's an ecological disaster," he says. "And no one seems to know -- or care."
Making his point, Stoltman draws the Cessna into a long arc over Gilbert Lake, which lies at the foot of the Brainerd airport.
"You see how those homeowners have removed all of the vegetation along the lakeshore?" he says. "Everybody wants a beach, for swimming, for boat access, whatever. But that vegetation is needed by fish -- it's their nursery.