Ernest A. Love Field
Prescott Municipal Airport, Ernest A. Love Field (IATA: PRC, ICAO: KPRC, FAA LID: PRC) is a city-owned public-use airport located seven nautical miles (8 mi, 13 km) north of the central business district of the City of Prescott, in Yavapai County, Arizona, United States. Love Field is mostly used for general aviation but is also served by Great Lakes Airlines, who possesses a code-share agreement with United and Frontier Airlines. This service is subsidized by the Essential Air Service program. Most of the traffic at PRC is training flights from Embry-Riddle Aeronautical University but also includes training flights from prominent flight operations including Guidance Aviation and North-Aire.
This airport is included in the National Plan of Integrated Airport Systems for 2011–2015, which categorized it as a non-primary commercial service airport (between 2,500 and 10,000 enplanements per year). As per Federal Aviation Administration records, the airport had 5,816 passenger boardings (enplanements) in calendar year 2008, 11,668 enplanements in 2009, and 7,836 in 2010.
The City of Prescott announced that passenger totals for 2009 were 11,690. Having reached over 10,000 boardings per year this will allow for the airport to get a million dollar grant each year for the next five years for airport improvement projects. This also prompted Great Lakes Airlines to add a second daily weekday flight to Denver.
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