These are called contrails. 'They' were out flying manuvers this morning...probably out of Edward's Air Force Base. I am sure it was a beautiful morning to be up there watching the Sunrise. It makes me a little nervous, though. I wonder what might they be spraying on us? Or...leaving in the atmosphere.
Here are several MORE contrail. The very skinny one is being made right then. It crosses the fat one. It made me think of The Lad's Dad.
He was an Air Traffic Controler and an avid Aircraft enthuseist. Something he passed down to The Lad...the enthuseist part. I, just from exposure, picked up a lot of information. The Lad, on the other hand, was schooled by the Dad on planes and their capabillities. How fast? How quick can they manuver? What were they used for?
I just love the memories...
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