“There was more sky than a man could think, curving deep and far and empty, except maybe for a hawk or an eagle sailing.”—The Big Sky by A.B. Guthrie
It was tropical stifling afternoon. The sun was out and the sky was as serene and azure as it could be—vast and limitless. As far as you could see, there was only the blueness of the sky. The day was perfect for flying.
The Twisters were home on time; jumping up and down, excited to go to the airshow at the former Howard Air Force Base. We were early birds and had no problems finding a parking space for the car and watching the organizers carefully preparing the show.
At ten o’clock sharp, three small planes reached for the sky and started tumbling, twisting, diving, swirling, and a lot more of aerial acrobatics to the amazement and excitement of the crowd. The Twisters dropped their jaws and opened their eyes. There was magic in the sky and they knew it.
Below is what I mean by aerial acrobatics. We loved every second of the spectacle going on in the wild blue yonder. Take a look.
Snapshot of a solitary American daredevil performing a range of aerial acrobatics during an airshow in Panama City, Panama. The sight was awesome, in search of a better word. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
You can feel the vastness of the blue dome elegantly described by A.B. Guthrie. The door of a DHL cargo plane emerges in the middle of the picture like a whale’s fin. Photo by ©Omar Upegui R.
