Thursday, November 2, 2023

Grands Galore - Oct 30

 Monday, October 30

We started the day as usual with a trek to the beach.  We didn't start as early today, though.  Nevertheless, I did catch the sunrise!  After beach and pool time and another remora (sharksucker) we had an early lunch and David and I took the kids to the Naval Air Museum in Pensacola.  We do that almost every year.  John is old enough now to enjoy the experience.  All the kids had a good time.  I've been many times and I always enjoy it.  We were back mid-afternoon with plenty of time left for beach-going.  People sometimes ask what all we do when we come down here.  The answer is simple: go to the beach and sometimes fish. Occasionally, we even catch a fish or two.  On this trip we haven't caught many.  A couple of remora, a few whiting and a couple of jacks.  And of course, the big one that got away!  Sunday night supper was hamburger steaks, twice-baked mashed potatoes and broccoli.  It is not what I consider a beach meal, but everyone enjoyed it and Bill and I will get to enjoy it again in a day or two.

Morning:

As the days went by, the kids got braver in the water, but not too daring.

Lots of time and energy was devoted to making the elaborate "boxes" or "rooms."

Mid-day:  Pensacola Naval Air Museum
The museum has added two large movie theater size screens near the entrance that show a fighter jet flying in over Pensacola sound on approach and another showing the take-off and landing of the plane.  Photo opp!


It is tradition and mandatory to take a picture underneath the "shark plane."

Blue Angels up close.  We had a real formation fly-by at the beach this morning!

Owen and John trying the controls.  I don't they missed a single plane cockpit that was open for climbing.


Allison and Evangeline were equally enthusiastic about climbing aboard.

Afternoon:
Last time at the beach and another fish on the line.

David had lots of help reeling it in.

Another remora!  We had lots of fun, but no significant fish were caught.  Not for lack of trying, though.



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