Monthly Archives: December 2017
Today and Yesterday . . .
I spent most of the day at work taking new, better photos of products and updating the online catalog.
Only 1632 left to go.
I got a call from Sundowner Canvas today letting me that the first new awning is done, so I’ll take down the other rear awning tomorrow and then trade it in for the new one on Wednesday.
That’s about all I’ve got for today, so I thought I copy Nick and post an oldie but goodie.
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Mustangs and Tomahawks . . . June 28,2009
Today we drove back over to Virginia Beach to visit the Military Aviation Museum that we had scouted out yesterday.
I was surprised to find out the Museum is privately owned by Gerald Yeagan who also owns a company called The Fighter Factory that specializes in restoring and maintaining old military planes. He owns over 20 restored military planes with a number of others under restoration.
The complex consists of a museum area flanked by large hangers on each side, with an operating airfield out front.
Military Aviation Museum
Even the red checkered water tower is of WWII vintage.
The Museum had several interesting displays. Two planes caught my eye.
A replica 1911 Wright Flyer and a 1918 Sopwith Pup fighter were on display. These were remarkable due to the fact that we had just visited the Wright Brothers Memorial at Kill Devil Hill and had seen the 1903 Flyer.
The amazing thing was the quick progression of the planes.
The 1903 Flyer was very primitive, with the pilot lying prone on the wing next to the engine, steering by swinging his hips back and forth. The elevator is in the front of the plane and the engine is almost toy-like.
1903 Wright Flyer from the right rear
The 1911 Flyer was a big jump. The pilot sat in a chair, steered the plane with a control stick, and the elevator was in the front, all just like today’s planes.
1911 Wright Flyer
Note the 1911 Flyer has a much bigger engine and also landed on wheels, rather than skids like the 1903 version.
This 1911 Flyer was also used to make an intercontinental flight from New York to California to the win a $50,000 prize put up by William Randolph Hearst. This means that only 8 years after the first flight, man is now flying from one side of the country to the other.
But the real jump is this next plane, the 1918 Sopwith Pup.
In just 7 more years, we now have plane with a fully enclosed cockpit, engine, and fuselage, and, of course, machine guns, that can fly hundreds of miles in one flight.
And all this only 15 years after the first flight of 120 feet.
Quite a jump, indeed!
But it’s even more amazing that just 40 years from the first flight we were entering the the Jet age in 1943.
They sure have a lot of great planes here, and what’s really amazing is that they’re all in flyable condition, or being restored to flyable condition.
Here’s some of the best.
P-40 Tomahawk
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P-51 Mustang
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Supermarine Spitfire
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Hawker Hurricane
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F4U Corsair of “Bah, Bah, Black Sheep” fame
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PBY Catalina Flying Boat
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TBM Avenger Bomber – George H. W. Bush flew one like this.
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T-35 Mentor trainer – I had flight training in one of these.
But the real treat was getting to see the P-40 Tomahawk fly! These big engines make a roar that is unmistakable.
Taxiing Out
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Taxiing Out
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Take Off
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Downwind Turn
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Approach
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Roll Out
Finally, I’ve shown you pictures of area mascot animals, like pelicans in Seabrook, TX, moose in Coeur d’Alene, ID, and mermaids in Beaufort, SC.
Here in Virginia Beach they have a porpoise mascot, and the Museum did theirs up in a plane motif.
We had a great time at the Museum. And I’m really lucky to have married an Airforce brat who likes old planes and airshows.
After leaving the Museum, we stopped off at Supercuts to get our hair cut and then ate a late lunch at El Pollo Loco before heading home.
Later in the evening after it had cooled off, we sat out in the shade of the coach, looking out over the lake, drinking Sangria, and watching Mister do his “Catch and Release” program with the many blue dragonflies.
Or rather, it was ‘Catch, and then I yell at him until he reluctantly raises his paw and lets the dragonfly go – Release program. He never seemed to hurt them, but just held them down for a while.
What was really amazing is how fast a 22 pound cat can move.
Today is our last day here in NC. Tomorrow we move north to Williamsburg, VA.
Wrapping up, the latest book in Nick Russell’s Big Lake series is out.
You can get your copy here. Big Lake Snowdaze.
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The Word of the Day is: Cri de Coeur
Thought for the Day:
If history teaches us anything, it’s that history rarely teaches us anything.
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Bundle Up. We’re going to the Beach!
Last night after we got home I got a call from our friend’s, Bob and Maria, who we had just had lunch with earlier in the afternoon.
When they got home, they found that their refrigerator had lost power. So I led them through pulling the fridge out from the wall and checking the outlet, which was dead.
At this point I told them to find an extension cord to power the fridge for the night and that I would come over this afternoon.
So this afternoon Jan and I drove over to their house in League City to check things out. What I found was a funky breaker that had blown and was very hard to reset. But after I got it unstuck, it moved just fine and power was back on the outlet.
I told them to keep an eye on the breaker and if it acts up again it may have to be replaced.
Bob also has an older model Kindle with the keyboard that won’t charge. It feels like the connector inside the Kindle has come loose and fallen back inside the case, so I bought it home to take it apart and see if I can do anything for it.
Leaving Bot and Maria’s we headed down to Galveston for our meetup with our friend. But we were going to get there about an hour early so we decided to drive the Seawall for a half hour down and a half hour back.
The first thing we noticed was all the people on the beach. The second thing we notice was that since it was 53° every one was bundled up in heavy coats and sweat pants. You’ve got to really want to do the beach thing to be sitting out in the sand at the water’s edge swaddled like an Eskimo.
We drove all the way down to the Galveston Island State Park before we turned around and headed back. I guess I was expecting to see some Harvey damage but everything looked fine.
We got back to The Original Mexican Café, about 10 minutes before 4pm and got seated, just as our friend Linda showed up.
Jan and Linda started working together back in 2001, and then a few years later she up and moved to Billings, MT. So when we started RV’ing in 2008 we stopped by every time we were in the area. Then a few years ago she moved back to Galveston where she still owned a home.
Normally the food here is always great, but Jan got a Pollo ala Parrilla with a chicken breast that died of old age . . . in the Stone Age. It was thin, tough, chewy, and even hard to slice. She almost sent it back, but had enough other food to make up for it.
After finally saying our goodbyes about 6:30, we headed back home, on the way passing by the Houston Magical Lights that I’ve mentioned in the past.
Really looks great, and hopefully we’ll get to take Landon there soon.
The Word of the Day is: Cachinnate
Thought for the Day:
Do Sheldon and Leonard know about this?
