Western Washington has a lot of lakes. Our high schools are divided by which lake you live on. When I was little, Seafair -- a celebration on Lake Washington, which is as close as we get to an inland sea -- was basically a hydroplane race. We grew up in boats, and this was boats on steroids: flat, faster-than-god, flippable little boats. What could be better?
Seafair has grown. Now it's an event, and we've trumped the hydroplanes by adding the Blue Angels, who roar by in formation, delighting us all with near-death potential.
We close I-90, one of the two main bridges, for their flight practice and show. Traffic today will crawl.
I am about to head out into all this gloriousness. Bring on the avatars.
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Hi, just wanted to introduce myself. I found your site through Mark Williams. He recommended it highly. I can see why :)
The Blue Angels scared the crap out of me as a kid and to be honest, still do!!
Cyndi
cyndi.tahoe@juno.com
I was going to a friends house Friday evening, taking the ramp from US 99 onto the West Seattle Freeway. The road was still wet, and I was very focused as I was on the motorcycle and thinking of an oily surface after an extended dry spell. At that moment one of the Blue Angels flew their f-18 right over me. Scared the living daylights out of me. Brought back memories of basic training and flight school in Pensacola where the Blue Angels are based. Glad they aren't coming after me.
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