Planes, Planes, Planes

It's been a busy couple of weeks, so I have not posted in a while. I'm going to try and catch up on a couple of things I've been up to. A couple of weekends ago was the Little Rock Air Show with the Blue Angels as the feature. I saw this a couple of years ago and last year there was no air show cause the military cut back on spending or something. But it came back this year and it was awesome. Since the last one I got a new camera so that made it even more fun this time.



I got there around noon, not early enough to see the paratroopers drop, I was standing in line. But I walked around all the planes and helicopters that were on the ground; bombers, transports, fighters, etc. It was great. There were tons of people out there.

The Blue Angels were flying about 3 pm. I got done with all the grounded planes and got some food then found a spot in runway center (the area where most of the formations and high speed flyby's are performed). It was fairly difficult to catch them flying by so fast but it was fun to try and a great show to watch. It still amazes me the amount of people who will bring out chairs and wait all afternoon to see the Blue Angels fly, but they leave before the performance is over, just to "beat the traffic." Really? That seems like a lame excuse to me, personally.

Anyways, if you would like to see more photos check out my flickr site or click on one of the photo's.

Campin' It

So I went camping the last two weekends with some friends. Two weeks ago we went to Forked Mountain, west of Little Rock about 50 miles. This past weekend another group of us went to Mount Magazine. Both were a lot of fun, but they were two different types of camping.

Forked Mountain was way out in the middle of no where. We kind of had to hike in about a mile (we didn't really though, we drove the truck around the gate and unloaded then drove out and hiked back). Our site was next to a little waterfall and a swimming hole. It was nice. It rained on us early Friday morning and didn't stop until about 10 a.m. We hiked along a creek to a cascade. We came back and swam in freezing cold water and were not that cold once we got out because of the fire and the weather was actually quite pleasant. At some point Friday night, sitting around the campfire, Mason managed to fall out of his chair and roll/slide down the hill about 15 feet. It was hilarious; he did save his beer, somehow.

Mount Magazine was an easier type of camping. We could not get a spot at the top of the mountain because of all the people there. We went down to the bottom and camped near Cove Lake. A small lake but it was very neat and we found open campsites. Basically we listened to the hog’s game, cooked dinner, Mason told ghost stories, and the next morning we got up, had breakfast and rushed out to get back to Little Rock for kickball.

It was a lot of fun. The next time I go camping will probably be an Atomic Catsicles campout in mid November. Our kickball team tends to get a little crazy so I'll probably have some funny stories when I get back from that one.