It’s been a long sixteen months at the CAF SoCal hangar in Camarillo (remember, I’m still on Staff there for the 8th year as Finance Officer) but we’re slowly creeping back to normal.
Our planes were all mothballed and our museum closed. We got a lot of maintenance work done, on both the facilities and the aircraft, but it’s time to get back to our mission.
The museum is open three days a week instead of six, but we’re getting some decent visitor traffic on those three days as word spreads of our soft re-opening.
We’ve had our first aircraft rides and have more being booked for the near future.
The Camarillo Wings Association will be moving ahead with the Wings Over Camarillo airshow on August 21st and 22nd. We’ll be flying our PBJ bomber, F6F Hellcat, Spitfire, and Zero. Plus all of our other aircraft and museum and PX (and the beer garden) will be on static display down at our hangars at the west end of the ramp, along with the STEM pavilion being in our “new” hangars.
(Clickenate to embiggenate!)
From left to right: The aforementioned “new” hangars, PBJ (gray bomber), F6F Hellcat (dark blue fighter), someone’s Cessna (white plane behind the F6F), YAK-3 (gray/blue camouflage fighter), AN-2 (huge yellow biplane), C-46 (silver cargo plane), MIG-17 (red jet), SNJ (yellow trainer), jeep & trailer.
Once the airshow’s over things get back to normal. The airspace is released from its FAA waiver and regular flights resume. The warbirds are still lined up, but the crowds take off quickly to try to beat the traffic out. So it’s easy to get right up to the flight line and take a big, wide picture.
(Click on it, make it big, so you can see what I’m talking about.)
From left to right:
- the Beech Staggerwing I’ve been gushing about
- a tiny bit of the red nose of the CAF F-24
- a tiny bit of the blue and yellow nose of one of our PT-19s
- across the runway, our yellow SNJ
- our blue F6F Bearcat
- our blue F8F Hellcat
- a P-51, checkered nose, not ours, not sure which one
- a T-6, I believe it’s War Bird
- the oddity of it all, a Cessna 172 that was taxiing to the left while I was scanning to the right (!!)
- our P-51
- our blue PBJ bomber
- above, a helicopter giving rides now that the airspace is open
- a green & yellow B-25 owned by the AAF
- our Zero
- the MIG-17 owned by one of our pilots
- a lot of other warbirds off in the distance
If you get there right after the gates open you can stake out your claim to a spot right up on the flight line.
Of course, what most people don’t realize is that some of those planes in front of you might have to get in back of you after flying some time during the day, and some of the planes in back of you might have to get out in front of you to go fly some time during the day. We work hard to set things up so that’s kept to a minimum, but when it happens, you’ve got to get out of the way.
But it’s a great set to have if you can hold onto it all day!
Yep, out of the frying pan… So few hours for sleep…
Think of good thoughts, happy memories. Like last Saturday, on the ramp before the crowds got too big…
It was a really good airshow. No one got hurt. No metal got bent. The crowds were good and they went home happy.
I tried several times to do a FaceBook Live, but that pretty much was a bust. I got one video posted on a delayed basis on Saturday and a brief one live this morning, but the really great one from late this afternoon that the little indicator said was live apparently went straight into the Twilight Zone instead. (Standing about ten feet away from an F-18 as it does its engine start… REALLY FREAKIN’ LOUD!!) The good news is that I had my good video camera rolling at the same time, so we’ll see how that comes out.
Then, as everyone was packing up and bugging out and those of us hosting the show were cleaning up and wrapping up loose ends we got a cotton candy sunset.
And now, out of the frying fan, into the fire. Take care of yourselves this week, friends!
Well, that was fun!
Nothing bad happening here, by the way.
In the many years I’ve been going to our local airshow we’ve never had any pyrotechnics. In an area where we have brush fires on a regular basis, things that go “BOOM!!” can freak out the locals.
They’ve been warning folks for weeks:
It will be interesting to hear how many calls there were to 9-1-1 anyway.
But it was a fun show. And I like the booms.
After a couple of weeks of 10+ hour days at work, this weekend at the airshow, while a lot of fun that I’m looking forward to, will also be 12+ hour days. And with the reality-show related event going into overdrive on Monday at work, it looks like just one long, long day after another for at least a couple of weeks.
So you may have days in there when the best I have the energy to post here will be a handful of pictures from the WordPress phone app just as “proof of life.”
How run down and tired am I?
Tonight I caught myself after probably a full minute or more with the door to the refrigerator hanging open as I leaned on and stared in. It was dinner time, that was fine. the problem is that I had come into the kitchen because I had just zapped some leftovers in the microwave, which is next to the refrigerator.
I could have stared in that fridge all night long – the hot food was still going to be in the microwave.
See you at the airshow, probably way too damn early tomorrow.
Filed under Airshows, Paul