All day I could hear a plane looping back and forth all around town. First I heard it to the West, then North, then South, back in the West, now its in the East. After listening to it all day, thoughts start rolling through your mind.... what in the world is he doing all day? Is he giving rides? Are they looking for someone who is lost? Are they dusting fields? It is now later in the evening about an hour of daylight left and I noticed him off to the East again and fairly close. I grabbed the camera and told Dear Hubby "Lets go for a ride!"
So off we go in the direction that I saw the plane last and turn down some back country roads and all of a sudden over the tree tops.... there he is!
We drive down the road a little further to see if we can get a bit closer.
He was lining up for another round, but still I WANT TO GET CLOSER!!!
We saw him circling back around and realized he was heading for the field right beside us... we had front row seats!
He was so close that you could see the pilot in the plane, feel the rush of air as he passed over head, and hear the spray of rye seeds that he was planting. While we were watching the plane, a neighbor pulled up and we were talking to him. He said that they plant rye in the corn fields to help break up the soil after the crops are done?!?!? At least that's what I got out of the conversation... I have a real problem with listening to people talking when I have my camera in my hand. I'm always looking for that perfect shot. I know its a bad habit, especially when my Dear Hubby has a bad memory and when I go to ask him what something was about he looks at me all dumbfounded like I was the one that was suppose to be paying attention lol.
Anyways, back to the plane, he kept looping around and with every pass he would move over a little bit, covering the entire field. He was flying a little too low and had to pull up for the tree a little bit, then dropped back down again.
After this pic he changed directions so he could hit the end of the rows and he had to pull up quick for the power line on the opposite side of the road.
He finished up this field and off to the next. We parted ways with the neighbor guy and off down the road again. We saw a cute little baby bunny sitting on the side of the road, too afraid to run away.
We turn around the corner and there was the plane again.
I got a couple pics of the sunset ...
... and one last pic of the plane as the sun was going behind the trees.
I'm glad that Dear Hubby and I took that ride and that we went around one last corner before heading home. I never expected to get such great seats to a rare event that's usually seen from a distance.
Until next time ...