Sentimental Journey flies out of Elko today at 11am and as promised... a little Sentimental Journey of my own.
The first shot was taken of me with Sentimental Journey at an airshow in Paradise Valley, Arizona in 1985. The middle shot was taken of me at the Ogden, Utah airport in 1994 and the third shot (which I am reflected in the polished metal in blue) was taken last Sunday in Wendover, NV. Interestingly enough my son is behind me in the metal reflection. (Incidentally in his photos, he is the same age I am in the first photo.)
The last shot is my son manning the waist gun port on the starboard side.
I guess I am passing the torch to my son. Maybe in 24 years he will post photos of himself and perhaps his kids with Sentimental Journey.
My fascination with World War II aircraft is no secret. This week one of the most famous aircraft of that era is going to be sitting at Elko Airport from Monday lunchtime until Friday at 11am. The B-17 Flying Fortress.
I took a sneak peek at this beautifully restored aircraft Sunday while it was on static display at the Historic Airfield in Wendover, Nevada. Yes, I drove two hours, yesterday, to see an aircraft that will be in my back yard today. If you did not know, the Wendover Airfield is where the crew of the Enola Gay trained for its fateful date with history.
I am saving the big reveal of the entire aircraft for tomorrow. Today I am camping out on my lunch hour to try and get a shot of this beauty flying into Elko. I get goose bumps just thinking about it. The roar of four of these huge engines will fill my ears as this magnificent aircraft comes in for a landing. You can even take a ride on her, 45 minutes of heaven in the sky.
Unfortunately, for me, this time around I will only be a spectator.
At the end of the week there will be a special treat. I will post a picture of me beside this aircraft when I first encountered it back in 1985... I had hair back then, lots of it! LOL!
I came across this scene after a very heavy rain. The road was very slick. (the raindrops on the windscreen give this shot a very cloak and dagger feel )
I am not sure what happened, there were no tracks that would indicate the car slid from the road in the mud and no one was in the car.
When I came back by 45 minutes later the car and the police were nowhere to be found. Strangely, except for the flattened grass where the car had lay on it's roof, there was no real evidence that anything had happened at all. That really added to the cloak & dagger feel of the scene.