Air show

There has to be more than 1 definition of the word air show. I’m pretty sure there is anyway. So in order to give you an idea of the varied types of airshows we’ve witnessed over the last few days I’ve decided to post a few photos…

This was probably the scariest airshow we saw. Kirsty was obviously concerned about the possibility of getting bombed. I was just hoping the so called fruit bats would stick to eating fruit… And to that extent I made sure I wore no cologne. We were only a few minutes from the relative safety of the house… Or trap…

I guess this would be the traditional airshow. Noisy doesn’t explain it. No worries about getting bombed… They were friendly Australians… And clearly a lot better at flying planes than me. I’m sure I could have touched the undercarriage… lost an arm but definitely touched it.

This was actually the following day. The planes came round again followed by the choppers. This was then followed by a huge firework display… I’ll show you that later. The water provided plenty of fun for the pilots with them using their blades to ensure any passenger boats in the river got a good misting of river…

This next airshow we created ourselves. 1 drone, a few batteries from K-Mart and a park. Not quite as controlled as the last few airshows. In fact it was basically regulated by the light breeze which the drone couldn’t fight against. Involved running to one side of the park. Launch drone. Watch it get blown to the other side of the park and run and fetch. Then repeat it until the batteries run out. Lasted about 5 minutes so felt a bit puffed by the end…