Every year in the beginning of October, the roaring sounds of the F18s rattling the windows of San Francisco's skyscrapers, marks the start of Fleet Week and the arrival of the Blue Angels. The San Francisco Bay - their practicing grounds before the weekend show. Die hard fans who are lucky enough to work in the Financial District, bring their binoculars and cameras with the uber-lenses to work the Friday before the air show to watch the pre-show from their office windows. My husband is one of these fans.
Mark has been dragging me to these air shows since we met, now that we're married, I have no choice. :-) I have never seen Mark so excited about any one event than the yearly Angels air show! (I think my being from the Pensacola area - home of the Blue Angels - was really what sealed the deal...as far as Mark proposing). Aidan...ah, Aidan...he has absolutely no choice! Aidan did really well for being out all day long. He was able to make eye contact with the planes and watch some of their acrobats. And the deafening engine roars didn't scare him at all. Here are a couple of photos from his very first of many...many...maaany shows to come.
You can't see them that well - but in the pictures above, the planes are behind Aidan (these were actually the Snowbirds from Canada). Mark was trying to capture the perfect shot of the planes in the background and Aidan in the foreground.
Below, he's watching intently as Dad describes what's going on:
Trying to lessen the loud roaring sounds:
Has had enough:
The French 75
13 years ago
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