Last week, Joint Air Reserve Base Homestead in Homestead, Florida, held its first airshow since Hurricane Andrew. And I was planning on going alone. But my family decided to come with me. So, I waited Sunday morning, and waited and waited, until they all decided that they were NOT going. If that was their idea of a joke, I wasn't having it.
However, this past weekend, I attended the VNA Airshow. I enjoyed myself, but I'll admit, it bored the hell out of me. Small-town airshows are one thing. But one that plays itself as a large airshow with a small lineup? No. I left early. First airshow that I left early on my own decision. But it was still nice.
Today, I went to Lantana Airport, to further feed my aviation fix, and was hoping to see the Space Shuttle launch. But no...the cloud cover was too much. But it was relaxing nonetheless. A Lake Renegade amphibious single-engine monoplane was landing on Runway 33 at Lantana appeared to land gear-up. I was able to hear a scraping noise, and I was shocked to see what was happening. A gear-up landing? This is appalling. I couldn't believe what I saw. What so many pilots and instructors have said not to do happened in front of me.
But later, a Waco biplane landed and it struck me so hard, I had to write a poem. You can read it at The Poetry Hangar. Enjoy it!
