Airshow Weekend

Where we live, we don't have much choice hearing about the Abbotsford Airshow.

It takes place every year on the second weekend of August.

 Well aware of the practice going on before the actual events ...

loud, whether we like it or not ... we may as well embrace it.

Our kids' earliest memories of it are likely about watching it from our rooftop,

or (more sadly) as Ben insists, that he had to take a nap

while the girls got to go on the roof.

 This year friends invited us, along with more friends,

to watch the opening performances from the hangar where he

parks his little plane. 

This was front row seating from the lawn beside the tarmac.

I loved the snowbird parade before they took off.

 And there they go!

 At a certain angle, they showed only white ...

with Mt. Baker in the background, they fit the name.

 Dinner was brought together potluck style ...

a picnic of farmer sausage, KFC, salads, veggies, watermelon and chips.

 Lovella treated the whole gang to Rollkuchen. 

 Richard and Dorothy are the friends who run Sweet Dreams B&B in town.

They know how to do hospitality.

If the invitation was not enough, they also handed out bags of candy for the kids.

I think some of them will remember that as a highlight in their first memories of the airshow.

 There were numerous acrobatic type performances

that no one would want to be in.

This military transport plane loomed huge on the tarmac, compared to other planes.

 It flew low and slow right side up and came down again.

With darkness came a beautiful display of hornets flying in synchronized formation.

Seeing only lights, they looked like they were one ...

forming an illusion of a spaceship.

The night ended with fireworks.

Today it's drizzling.

Haven't heard or seen much from home.