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Lancaster, Hurricanes, and Spitfires

DSC_2780.NEF: D200 AF Nikkor 70-300mm VR f/4.5-5.6G IF-ED @ 70mm, 1/640, f/5.6, 125 ISO

DSC_2780.NEF: D200 AF Nikkor 70 – 300mm VR f/4.5 – 5.6G IF-ED @ 70mm, 1/640, f/5.6, 125 ISO

I’m pleased to post a photo that Don took Sunday morning at the Canada Aviation Museum. Pictured (top to bottom) are a Lancaster bomber, a Spitfire, and a Hurricane, flying in close formation. There was another Spitfire/Hurricane pair forming the other arm of the wedge formation, not visible in this cropped image.

Visiting Kendra’s place on Friday, Jonathan told me there was a fly-by scheduled for Sunday at the museum involving a Lancaster, Spitfires, and Hurricanes. I couldn’t believe my ears, especially given that there are only two Lancaster bombers left still flying. I immediately called Don and told him. He said he’d check it out and if it were true, he’d be there. By the time I got home, he’d sent me an e‑mail message explaining that the ceremony was being held in honour of the Battle of Britain’s 68th anniversary. He was certainly going. I asked him to take lots of photos…as if my prompting was at all necessary.

There were some jets and helicopters also flying at the ceremony, but when there are vintage World War II aircraft, they’re all I see.

I didn’t attend because there was a celebration of Lori’s son’s sixth birthday being held at his grandparents’ cottage over Saturday and Sunday. I could have seen the aircraft had I not stayed overnight, but my plan was set and I was not going to disappoint the birthday boy! Lori knows how much I would have enjoyed seeing the ceremony, and I knew she meant it when she told me that I could do both, but I wasn’t going to change my plans.

Another thing I returned to find when I got home from Kendra’s place on Friday night was a message on my answering machine from Lori’s son, asking if I was going to come to his party. I felt bad enough that I couldn’t immediately return his call because it was long past his bed time. Tell me, how could I possibly skip out early when he obviously wanted me to be there?


Photograph by Don Douglas.

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1 Comment

  1. Shawn

    WELL DONE Don!

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