Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Touch and Gos

Yesterday was jogging day for the folks on the base.  Today is flying airplanes day!  The fighter jets are doing their "touch and gos" - practice landings. They fly in circles around the air base and come in, touch the runway, throttle up, circle around and do it all again.  It's 8pm and they have been at it since about 4pm when the fog finally lifted!   Noisy, but we know they will be ready if/when the time comes.  The sound of "freedom."  We didn't want to watch TV anyway!
Watching airplanes
 and trying to stay warm.

Again today we woke to heavy fog but instead of the usual breeze off the water we had wind.  It was 51 degrees.  It was a bit nippy when I took Maggie out to do her business this morning.  Thankfully she didn't waste any time and headed home the minute she was done.  

We packed a lunch and headed inland and over to the "mainland" this morning.  We found sunshine and 80 degrees.  There was a Camping World (RVer's Toy Store) near the intersection with I-5 and, as always, we found something to buy.  There was a nice little park along the Skagit River in Mt. Vernon and we stopped to eat our lunch. Rog found a place to get his hair cut far enough away from the base that he wouldn't get the buzz cut automatically!  We still had fog when we returned, so we all had a nap - until the airplanes started. 

We took Maggie with us today.  She wanted to go, jumped in the truck and the minute Rog started it she went into her hyper mode.  She stopped a few minutes later when we got fuel, then started again.  After going shopping in the Camping World (pets are welcome) and lunch she was so much better on the way back.  A little heavy breathing, but nothing like before.  We wonder how she/we are going to handle the rest of the trip.

There are two young men who have been on the beach right in front of our spot since early this morning.  They have dug a hole about waist deep and it looks like 15 feet long.  They've been lining it with driftwood.  It's still just a hole tonight, but we are anxious to see what it turns into.  


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