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Another year: Day the One hundredth and twenty first
We were out on the back forty semi-enjoying another ski around the property this afternoon when the pleasant snowy scene was slightly disjointed by the visitation of a C-17 Globemaster III roaring by overhead perhaps a couple of hundred feet above the treetops. The thing is this is the first time one of the Globemasters has flown over that we have been aware of. In the past we've had plenty of flyovers from Hercules transports but the C-17 certainly is a step up in the 'impressive' department. What I found a little disconcerting was how *slowly* the beast was flying considering the fact that it is powered by four big-assed turbofans. We stopped to watch it pass over at a stately pace and then curve off as changed course for who-knows-where. The odds are, based on the turn, that they were out doing training as we seem to be somewhere in the neighbourhood of their normal training grounds. Past flights from those old Hercules often did multiple passes at low altitude turning this way and that as they did whatever the heck they are doing when they train. At the very least they are making the little ants on the ground gawp up into the sky for a minute or two.
We were out on the back forty semi-enjoying another ski around the property this afternoon when the pleasant snowy scene was slightly disjointed by the visitation of a C-17 Globemaster III roaring by overhead perhaps a couple of hundred feet above the treetops. The thing is this is the first time one of the Globemasters has flown over that we have been aware of. In the past we've had plenty of flyovers from Hercules transports but the C-17 certainly is a step up in the 'impressive' department. What I found a little disconcerting was how *slowly* the beast was flying considering the fact that it is powered by four big-assed turbofans. We stopped to watch it pass over at a stately pace and then curve off as changed course for who-knows-where. The odds are, based on the turn, that they were out doing training as we seem to be somewhere in the neighbourhood of their normal training grounds. Past flights from those old Hercules often did multiple passes at low altitude turning this way and that as they did whatever the heck they are doing when they train. At the very least they are making the little ants on the ground gawp up into the sky for a minute or two.