I lived near Moffett Naval Air Station for many years and I preferred being off to the side of the glide path rather than right under it.
I enjoyed watching the U2 take off - that plane would point skyward and keep its nose up until it was out of sight. Very impressive.
One time I was at the day old bread store very close to the end of the runway at Moffett and a C5-A was coming in for a landing. They have a very distinctive jet engine whine to them, and this one came right overhead - I instinctively ducked as even though it was maybe 50 feet or more above me those sumbitches are so huge it messes with one's sense of perspective.
I saw the Antonov An-225 Mriya land in Portand, but I was not directly underneath it, so I didn't flinch.
When I was stationed at Ellsworth AFB in the sixties I would sometimes leave the barracks when it was dark and walk over to the flight line to watch B-52's take off and land. What a thrill to be so close to those monsters; it has to be much more impressive than a commie parade.
In the spirit of the post, though, watching a single crow can be just as compelling. When is a crow just perching in a tree and when is it there to watch the watcher? Does it wish I was laying dead on the ground so it could pick through my remains and eat me? I wouldn't hate it for wanting to and can't imagine ever wanting to hurt one.
And what a place, water, mountains, rocks, you have it all.
You were on the Midway? Cool. Apropos of nothing, I was on a Midway flight once and was seated next to a woman who had been to Midway island. Talk about an obscure place to visit - I neglected to ask why she went there, perhaps it had to do with isostatic adjustment.
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Very good, chick.
i was working up in Crow Wing County last week.
I love military jets.
The sound of freedom.
Rene, I do as well. That said, it can be a bit much in San Diego w/ Navy and Marine air bases going 24/7.
I lived near Moffett Naval Air Station for many years and I preferred being off to the side of the glide path rather than right under it.
I enjoyed watching the U2 take off - that plane would point skyward and keep its nose up until it was out of sight. Very impressive.
One time I was at the day old bread store very close to the end of the runway at Moffett and a C5-A was coming in for a landing. They have a very distinctive jet engine whine to them, and this one came right overhead - I instinctively ducked as even though it was maybe 50 feet or more above me those sumbitches are so huge it messes with one's sense of perspective.
I saw the Antonov An-225 Mriya land in Portand, but I was not directly underneath it, so I didn't flinch.
How in-ter-resting.
C5-A vs C-130
photograph
sketch
Antonov An-225 Mriya
go duck images (has cluster of landing gear midsection.)
When I was stationed at Ellsworth AFB in the sixties I would sometimes leave the barracks when it was dark and walk over to the flight line to watch B-52's take off and land. What a thrill to be so close to those monsters; it has to be much more impressive than a commie parade.
In the spirit of the post, though, watching a single crow can be just as compelling. When is a crow just perching in a tree and when is it there to watch the watcher? Does it wish I was laying dead on the ground so it could pick through my remains and eat me? I wouldn't hate it for wanting to and can't imagine ever wanting to hurt one.
Crows and B-52's are some serious raiders.
Here's a video of the same formation I shot and which shows how short-lived it was.
I was shooting from the flight deck of the USS Midway.
Wow, that was impressive - what a sound!
And what a place, water, mountains, rocks, you have it all.
You were on the Midway? Cool. Apropos of nothing, I was on a Midway flight once and was seated next to a woman who had been to Midway island. Talk about an obscure place to visit - I neglected to ask why she went there, perhaps it had to do with isostatic adjustment.
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