A small group of residents have spent the last year planning and promoting the first air show in town in many years. Originally we had planned to take the boys out to the airport for the day, but after multiple air show accidents that resulted in fiery crashes and death we decided against actually going to the event and instead settled on watching from afar. It turned out to be a very good idea for our family as the boys got very antsy between the “acts” and at least at the park they had something to keep them entertained. Not to mention we all got a little burnt and we spent the majority of the day in the shade of a tree. Even from afar the death-defying tricks were amazing. The boys (and the parents) oohed and ahhed every time a plane flew overhead or could be seen diving into the horizon just beyond the tree line.
The boys lost all interest about 3:30 so we packed it up and headed home before the grand finale: The United States Air Force Thunderbirds. We made a quick pit stop at HyVee for a last-minute dinner need and then just as we were pulling into the driveway we heard the first roar of the birds. We decided dinner could wait so we headed to a nearby church with a big parking lot and lots of open space to watch the rest of the show.
Now, I love my camera. And my one zoom lens is great for some things. But, I never thought I would be taking pictures of planes in the sky and actually have to zoom out to get all four into one shot. That’s how low they were flying. It was amazing. And the boys were so excited to get to see (and hear) them. Zander repeatedly told us that was the best air show ever (you know, in his infinite experience with air shows). And Nick thanked us over and over for letting them watch the planes all day. It was almost enough to convince me to take them to the actual show on Sunday, but then the mom in me took over and reminded me of all the reasons that was not a good idea. Oh well, maybe next time.
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