Monday, Nov. 14 brought us rising,
not necessarily earlier, but with a little more of a push to get up, get ready
and on the road. We rose around 7:00 and were out the door by 8:15 on our way
back to Tucson.
Taking our favorite, winding, scenic
route, Hwy 82 to 83 to I-10, (I still see things to take pictures of!)
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| one of many Sonoita venues |
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| Mike Krieger back home will appreciate this little guy |
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| These farmed animals are always visible....not sure what they are |
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| A lovely old uninhabited stone house |
we arrived on a gorgeous sunny day at the Museum
by 9:15. This place is huge and that doesn’t even include the Boneyard, the
last resting place for U.S. Government aircraft.
We hopped on the tour bus that left
the museum grounds at 10 and Eric, the driver and Bob, our tour guide, took us
to the Davis Monthan Air Force Base. Upon arriving at the gates, we were
instructed to put our cameras away until we passed through, for obvious
reasons. High security.
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| Bob, our retired airforce pilot guide |
The Boneyard was really something to
see and at this point, of course, photos were allowed. I took some pictures
here but the old winged aircraft didn’t mean as much to me as they did to Bill
so I’m letting him be the story teller in his blog post of the day. On Our Way. The bus ride was an
hour and a half.
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| F15E Strike Eagle |
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| E-2C |
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| Whole mess of retired aircraft waiting for dismantling |
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| Photo op of a liine up of C-130s |
After we left the ‘graveyard’, we
went back to the Museum for a bite to eat before the tram ride around the
grounds at 1:30. We were in for a bit of history of the museum planes in the
lot. Many of these aircraft have been donated for one reason or another. Unfortunately, the power was out and this created a bit of havoc in the hangars,
washrooms and restaurants. No food served and not even pop machines were
available.
We decided to walk around the hangars
during the hour and a half wait and take more pictures.
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| Bill seems to fit right in, doesn't he? |
Hindsight is a
wonderful thing; we should have hopped in the truck and went down the street to
grab something to eat first. Oh well, it is what it is.
A kind volunteer, Greg, gave me a
pack of M & M’s to tide me over which we discreetly shared in the “no food,
no drinks” area. The tram ride was another enjoyable hour long offering
interesting information, which I can never seem to retain, but well worth the
$6 instead of walking in that hot sun, guessing which planes were which.
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| A great dedication to Women in Flight |
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| Cool! |
After the tram ride we were happy to
discover that the restaurant was open to serve only cold foods so ordered a
tuna and cold cut sandwich. Midafternoon is not the best time to eat but it
just meant we only needed to have our dessert at dinner hour. I’d made some
raspberry tarts and bread pudding on Sunday so that will fit the bill quite
nicely.
I’m going to let the pictures speak
for themselves, my recount of the day will show the things I’m interested in,
and trust me, they aren’t anywhere near as important as Bill’s recollection!
We arrived home by 4:30 to a very
happy pooch and he did his job looking after the house while we were away.
We watched a bit of tv while sitting
in our recliners, which of course meant a brief siesta. We were pooched! After
our dessert, we watched The Voice and a movie before heading up to bed at 10.
It was a great day entitling us to a day of rest on Tuesday.
Thank you for reading about our day,
please feel free to comment.
Hindsight is a
wonderful thing; we should have hopped in the truck and went down the street to
grab something to eat first. Oh well, it is what it is.
WE did that museum a few years ago and enjoyed it as well, glad you did too.
ReplyDeleteThanks George, a lot to see and you can take in as much or as little as you want. A great venture even with the cost included.
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