Thursday, October 16, 2008

A Mighty Roar

In which we get loud
Fleet Week '08. Little Man's first air show. We watched the ships go by and then saw the acrobatic planes.

But Little Man only wanted to know one thing: When are the Blue Angels coming? When are they coming? Are the Blue Angels here yet? Before the Angels came on, an F-16 fighter went through her stunt show. It was the first time that Little Man had experienced the glorious noise that is afterburner. He shrank down in his little seat and cringed.

"Whatsamatter, buddy," I asked, "is that scary?"

"Uh-huh," came his meek reply.

"It's okay," my sister said. "You'll get used to it."

"And," I added, "then you'll start liking it!"

In the end, he did. He wants nothing more than to come back next year.

Fat Albert, the Blue Angels' transport plane, flies in through the Golden Gate.

Four of the famous Angels fly in diamond formation -- 18 inches wing-tip to wing-tip -- low over the bay.

Little Man mans the guns at and gets the bad guys. Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-taaah!!!


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