An Adventure Like No Other

I’ve been wanting to share this gallery for a couple of days. Last Friday night Sweetie and I headed out to Stead airport for the Reno Air Races Volunteer Appreciation Dinner. We’d not been back since the crash of September 16th and it’s been a rough nine months for those of us who were there. Still, being there, seeing our friends and  sharing how we’d all been dealing with  the “after,”  was really nice. Really.  But there was more to this evening than just food and friends.

When we all checked in at this table each volunteer received a raffle ticket.

People lined up for food . . .

And then the first and best prize was announced: A ride in a T-6. And not just any ride, but a fly-over the Reno Rodeo. That night. Right then. And guess who won? My husband!  That he won this ride, this night,  after all that he’d been through made it all the more sweet.

When they called the winning number I thought everyone at our table was going to lose their mind when we realized it was one of our own. Much screaming ensued. Sweetie had to head right out to the T-6 hangar for preflight prep, so I grabbed my camera and went with him. What follows are just a few of my photos, but I have a full gallery over at SmugMug.  Check it out for a more coherent narrative.

First there was the “I promise I won’t sue if we crash” agreement.

There were four T-6s involved in the flyover.  Each plane carried a passenger, but only one carried an Air Races volunteer.

Brad walked out to the plane with Michael, the pilot.

Sweetie tried to act nonchalant, but I know he could hardly contain himself.

Parachute  – dorky looking, but necessary!

There are many more shots between the one above that the ones below, so please check out the gallery.

Sweetie looking very suave.

The planes taxied out to the runway and took off.

They then got into a diamond formation that they maintained all the way to the rodeo. Sweetie has some awesome photos from the air.

When they returned the guys put on a little show for us.

Awesome!

This is my favorite shot. Sweetie was in the plane with the smoke.

Seriously, check out the gallery to see all of the photos.

Day 167 – Crescent Moon at Dawn

I shot this at about 5:15 this morning. The sun had not yet peeped over the horizon.  I chose not include any horizon because I was so taken with the moon and the colors of the sky.

Day 163 – Toy

I may have mentioned previously one of my cats, Jezebel, is a talker. I mean she’s really a talker. She will wander from room to room meowing and meowing. I’ve tried distracting her with the laser pointer, but that only lasts for the length of time I am willing to play. So today I went to the pet store for cat food and to search for something that would engage Jezzie’s mind.

This toy has a well in the middle to add loose catnip. The cats can’t get it, but the odor wafts out to them while they play with the ball that rolls around the outer circle. At first they were far more interested in the catnip than they were in the ball.

First Jezzie had a turn . . .

Then Maya . . .

Then Jezzie again . . .  Once she got used to the eau de catnip, she started playing with the ball. She returned over and over again to the toy throughout the evening.

This toy may have done the trick, her meowing seems to have abated a bit, and  instead of being asleep on the back of one of our sofas, right now she is sleeping  next to the toy on the floor.