This is an ongoing tale of Alan and Jo's exploits in Austin, TX. Alan hopes there will be plenty of tasty beer involved, while Jo hopes to find lots of interesting aircraft.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Wahey, it's creature time!
It's way past due for another creature round-up, so here's a few recent sightings.
First up, a black-and-yellow Agiope. Now, we last saw one of these a few months ago, sitting in it's web outside our bedroom window. Here it is:
Since then, it's been eating lots of pies! Here it is now - at least I assume it's the same spider. It's in exactly the same place although the colouring has changed a bit. My hand is about an inch in front of the web for scale:
See what I mean about those pies?:
Avert your gaze, delicate children, for here are two crickets doing things you shouldn't be seeing:
Finally, here's a little tiny baby Green Anole. He seems to have taken up residence in the bush nearest my outdoor chair; he's been there a couple of days now. He is only about three inches long and is very cute:
It's a Roomba vacuum cleaner... we've been eyeing these things up for ages and finally took the plunge at the weekend (Costco have a very good price right now). It is so cool; you literally just hit the 'clean' button and it goes and cleans.
It is covered in sensors and knows when it is going to run into something (walls etc) - it slows down before it makes contact. It finds its way around the room, sticks its little brush into corners, navigates around table legs, scoots under chairs, and knows about not falling down the stairs (as you can see in the video above)!
When either the room is clean, or it's about to run out of juice, it will return to its docking station and chow down on some nice tasty electricity. This happens automatically if you leave it alone but you can ask him to go back to base, like this:
So what this all means is that we now spend all our time watching the robot clean, instead of doing it ourselves - hours of entertainment! ;-) Alan, of course, is biding his time, waiting to hack it...
We were in Marble Falls this morning for the Lakefest Drag Boat races. Always entertaining. There are several classes of boat; the biggest is the Top Fuel Dragster which is wonderfully loud and noisy, and will do a quarter-mile in 4 or 5 seconds!
Here's a couple of regular boats running the quarter mile:
Here's a Top-fuel drag boat doing the same distance in substantially less time!
Here's a closer look at one:
And a couple of the smaller boats:
Boy, it is hot today, though. We bailed out just after lunch having been there since 8AM, so we'd at least seen everything run at least once. Mmm, air conditioned cars...
I figured I'd post this to fill in the gaps about Oshkosh that my photos would not have conveyed, and to tell the whole story. First let me say, just in case you hadn't figured this out: Oshkosh is awesome!
I lucked out big time for the show. Took a commercial flight to Milwaukee and then a Greyhound bus through the very pretty Wisconsin countryside to Oshkosh. The bus drops you right at the main terminal so all I had to do was get a shuttle bus round to the main site, and a second one down to the camping registration.
There, I signed in, paid my money etc and asked where I should camp. Of course I only needed about 4x6 feet to camp in due to my tiny tent. The lady fetched her husband and because I was a first timer and on my own, asked him to find me somewhere good to camp. He put me with some people he knew to be OK, who were camped right near the front entrance gate. This was a blessing because it meant I didn't need to get shuttle buses to the nether regions of the huge camping ground/city.
A secondary blessing occurred when the people who I was camping next to noticed me. These folks turned out to be Mr Bill Rose and his friends, who invited me - actually I didn't have a choice! - to join them for dinner every night and breakfast in the morning. They had a circle of wagons (OK, RVs) and one of them contained two cooks, who worked overtime preparing mountains of food. So I ate well during the week! Thanks, Bill!
I arrived around 3pm on the Monday, just in time to get my tent set up and wander into the showground to find my bearings. I got to the flightline in time to see the DreamLifter arrive. Now that's a big boy! Very impressive. They towed it onto Aeroshell Square where many other aircraft were parked, including a Spitfire, P-38, KC-135 and the SB2-C Helldiver. There was a stand set up next to the Helldiver and I recognised the nametag on one of the gents manning it - Mark Novak, who flew me in his T-6 about five years ago. We had a chat for a few minutes which was cool.
Most of Tuesday was spent around the centre of the showground, slowly spiralling out as I found my way around. I headed over to the Pioneer airport and got myself a ride in one of the Bell 47s that were buzzing the site all day long. This was fab as you got to see the expanse of Oshkosh all laid out before you. I confess I was a bit daunted at the size of it and started wondering how I was ever going to see all of it! Great flight though, I like flying in helicopters.
On Wednesday morning I got the first bus over to the seaplane base which is about 5 or 6 miles away to the east (I think). This proved to be a good move as the place was lovely first thing in the morning. Not too many people about at first but it soon got busy. Luckily I'd got my name down early, to ride in the Cessna 185 on floats that was giving flights around the lake. $50 well spent for the joy of flying in a floatplane for the first time! The sensation of being on water is quite different. The transition between water and air happens quicker than I imagined; with a skoosh of spray from the floats, you're off and flying up over the lake with a gin-clear view of the surrounding countryside. You can see Oshkosh laid out to one side and a whole forest of wind turbines on the opposite shore of the lake. Seabirds fly below over the shallow water and small islands. A long slow turn back towards the shore and a pass over the top of the seaplane base (camera working overtime here) before lining up into the wind and a gentle landing back on the water. Stick the camera out of the door to catch the spray. Watch other aircraft water-taxi around. Back to the jetty with the silly grin plastered firmly to the fizzog.
I headed back to the main site slowly, via the rotorcraft/ultralight area and the Vintage aircraft parking (filled with lots of very shiny, lovely things including that Boeing 40 mail carrier) and to the media building, where I hung around waiting for familiar faces to show up. Sure enough, they did. I belong to the International Society for Aviation Photography as does a good percentage of the folks with media passes. So I met up with several friends from previous ISAP conventions there, many of whom berated me for not having told them I was coming! (I was most pleasantly surprised by this!) I ended up shooting the afternoon airshow with Larry and Brian which was a lot of fun.
On Thursday I went back to the Pioneer airport to have a close up look at the Goodyear Blimp which was parked there. Then I did the EAA Museum which is well worth a look at any time of year. Some very cool stuff in there - I loved the Bugatti Racer. Lots of lovely jet noise announced the arrival of the F-22 Raptor. The afternoon's show featured both the Raptor and the V-22 Osprey, neither of which I had seen fly before. Both were deeply impressive in their own unique ways. Unfortunately we didn't get to see the full Raptor display due to airspace/display box restrictions but the thing can turn on a sixpence and it just generally rocks. They say it can do a slow speed/high alpha pass down to 35 mph! Although if the engine quits it will fall out of the sky, so we got a pass at 85 mph instead, which still looks impossibly slow.
That evening, Larry, DK and DK's son and I drove back out to the seaplane base to catch the evening sun. We got there only just in time but got some great photo opportunities in the golden light, helped enormously by the fact we got a water tour in the aircraft tender boats which sit very low in the water. (I'd ridden one of the pontoon boats the day before too). Yellow Cubs look great in this kind of light. So did the Beaver painted with the American flag on one side and the Canadian flag on the other. Pizza and beer after this (thanks DK), followed by a bit of night shooting in Aeroshell Square.
By Friday I was feeling the week's exertions (hauling heavy camera gear around such a large site takes its toll on one's back and feet) and took a slow wander through the Warbird park, down to the other runway, where I watched the comings and goings of the GA traffic. Wow, I can see why this place is so busy. I looked across at the North 40 parking area and all I could see was aircraft that seemed to go on for ever. Coloured spots on the runway indicate where touchdowns should take place; multiple aircraft landing at once. Once down, clear off immediately to the side to allow the next one in. Quickly please, before the T-33 on your tail runs you down in your Citabria! Hordes of Yak 52s and Nanchang CJ6s taxi out, reappearing twenty minutes later at the head of the queue for takeoff, doing so in mass formations. Business jets interspersed with Piper Cubs; Cessna 172s mixed up with unusual designs I'd never seen before.
Back to the media building to meet up with Larry again. We shot the afternoon airshow together along with some other ISAP members. The airshow in question features lots of warbirds in addition to the world-class aerobatics we had been treated to all week. We'd already seen a formation of fifty Nanchang CJ-6 (in the shape of '50') celebrating their anniversary. Today we got I don't know how many T-6s and T-28s in a huge metal cloud of aeroplanes. P-51s featured, of course, alongside a circling mass off Cubs, Cessnas, Stearmans, Chipmunk and L-birds of varying natures, showing off the training and liaison roles. Finish it off with a pair of B-25s and an A-26. On the second pass, let off a monster wall of flame from which you could really feel the heat. Toast, anyone?
After the show it was back to the media centre again for an ISAP gathering featuring pizza, chicken wings, fruits and beer. I sat with Richard, Dave and Jim. We finished eating and slipped away to Aeroshell Square to catch that lovely golden light again, of which there had been so much this week. Richard dropped me back to my campsite where I shared a couple of drinks with Abel the cook.
Up at the crack of sparrowfart, strike camp, onto the bus and head home after a bloody brilliant week.
Sitting outside the media centre waiting for some ISAP guys to show up. Maybe we will shoot the afternoon airshow together. Been around the warbird area this morning which is full of shiny things, which we will probably see a lot more of later on. Also spent some time warching arrivals and departures on the other runway which really gives one an appreciation for just how busy this place is. This week has been very hot and sunny, snd my feet are tired. Even if you use the many buses around the site, this place is truly enormous and it does take it out of you. So, this afternoon should be good and there is an ISAP gathering this evening. Tomorrow morning I strike camp and head for home. I may post again before then but let me just say this week has been a blast!