Flight: Poetry In Motion

I’ve always been fascinated with aircraft, anything that flies regardless of having wings or helicopter blades.

Over the years, I’ve found that these commercial jetliners have become my favorite aircraft, possibly aided by the fact that most of us have logged thousands of miles in these flying beer cans with what are pound for pound the most powerful engines built, strapped to the wings.

Since the damned virus took over the planet, I’ve seriously missed flying, and of course, seeing my family back home in Michigan twice a summer.

This Southwest Airlines aircraft was photographed on approach to our beautiful McCarran International Airport about a year or so ago.

I have two favorite places I like to capture these beautiful machines from, one is directly under the approach path on the east end of one runway, the other is nearby where I can capture them broadside. I love the sights, sounds and even the smell of the spent Jet A fuel as it wafts over me, so fun!

Rain Sails from On High

Rain Sails are common over Las Vegas in the Monsoon Season. Small clusters of rain clouds pour their badly needed rain upon the valley floor far below as do the very large and angry storms. The rain sails, or shafts, always look beautiful to me as seen from the ground, in two of these photos, those sails are at about the same altitude as the aircraft. Lovely! I really miss the fun of flight, and of couse my family in Michigan.