Blue Ridge/Skyline - Day 04 - Saturday,
September 03, 2004

 Today's Narrative 

We spent today visiting with Bob and Gale Young in Georgetown, DE.

Bob and I went to college together.

Bob is a pilot and he took the Navigator and me flying for about an hour. See pictures below.

We spent some time just visiting and took a driving tour of the area.

I am deeply indebted to Bob and Gale for their gracious hospitality. Thanks guyz!

 Today's Pictures 
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Bob and his plane
The plane is a Cesna C175 made in 1959. It is a four-seater and has 1800 hours on it.

Fueling the plane. The gas tanks are in the wings. The Navigator, crouched on the tarmac, ready to take off. See, we really did get up in the air.

OK children, take your seats and be quiet. It's time for a little history lesson. Do you see the concret pillar just to the center of the pix to the left? That, boys and girls is on the beach in Rehoboth Beach, DE. And that is a World War II Submarine Watch Tower. Yes. German submarines came very close to the US coast and sank many US ships. The towers were manned around the clock. When a German submarine periscope was spotted a plane would be called in to torpedo the submarine. Interesting, eh?

Here's a close up. You can see the horizontal and verticle slits the spotters looked through.

 Today's Stats 

No stats for today. We spent the day visiting with Bob and Gale.

 Thought For The Day 

Egotism is the anesthetic that dulls the pain of stupidity.
 Joke Of The Day 

From Leo in New Jersey...

An Irishman had been stranded on a deserted island for over 10 years. One day he saw a speck on the horizon. He thought to himself, "It's certainly not a ship."

And, as the speck got closer and closer, he began to rule out the possibilities of a small boat and even a raft. Suddenly there emerged from the surf a wet-suited black clad figure. Putting aside the scuba gear and mask, there stood a drop-dead gorgeous blonde!

The glamorous blonde strode up to the stunned Irishman and said to him, "Tell me, how long has it been since you've had a cigarette?"

"Ten years," replied the amazed Irishman. With that, she reached over and unzipped a waterproofed pocket on the left sleeve of her wetsuit and pulled out a fresh pack of cigarettes. He takes one, lights it, and takes a long drag. "Faith and begorrah," said the man, "that is so good. I'd almost forgotten how great a smoke can be!"

"And how long has it been since you've had a drop of good Irish whiskey?" asked the blonde.

Trembling, the castaway replied, "Ten years." Hearing that, the blonde reaches over to her right sleeve, unzips a pocket, removes a flask and hands it to him. He opened the flask and took a long drink."'Tis nectar of the Gods!" stated the Irishman. "'Tis truly fantastic!!!"

At this point the gorgeous blonde started to slowly unzip the long front of her wet suit, right down the middle. She looked at the trembling man and asked, "And how long has it been since you played around?"

With tears in his eyes, the Irishman fell to his knees and sobbed, "Sweet Mother of Jesus! Don't tell me that you've got golf clubs in there too!!!!"

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