Planes, trains and automobiles…

“The desire to fly is an idea handed down to us by our ancestors in their grueling travels across trackless lands in prehistoric times, looked enviously on the birds soaring freely through.”
Wilbur Wright
It’s January 12th in Southern New Jersey and the temperature tipped at 67 degrees Farenheit. The record high was 72 degrees in 1967…man we missed it by only 5 degrees!
All I could hear was Ole Bessie whispering from the garage, “It’s 64 degrees outside…why are we still inside?!” With nothing in particular scheduled for the day, I, of course, hopped on Ole Bessie and took her for a spin. For whatever reason, I decided to travel to a place I’ve ridden to a handful of times but never actually explored – the Air Victory Museum.
As you can see from their website and as I saw before heading out, the museum is closed until April 5, 2017. I was a little disappointed because I was determined to stop and visit this time. Despite my misgivings, I saddled up and made the 10-mile trek eastward.

Taking photos along the way, an attempt to capture my beautiful blue sky in the rearview mirror of my bike failed slightly, but I still thought the picture was interesting…the creek, typically enveloped by greenery throughout the rest of the year, lay dormant and carpeted by it’s debris…a door left closed on the side of the road – where did it lead to? And Bessie the Cow happily introduced herself to Ole Bessie the Mule…

As I’ve mentioned before, my brother Michael was in the Air Force. For the most part, I think he truly loved it. He knew anything and everything about planes. When my parents lived near the Atlantic City International Airport (a joint civil-military airport), my brother could instantly tell us which plane was flying over and provide numerous details about how the plane was made and how it operated. Flying with him greatly decreased my anxiety as he explained every step of take off, flight and landing. His knowledge of planes was incredible. However, I’m not sure he would’ve known what to make of this one:

Definitely Star Trek inspired…


Michael would’ve loved this place – they also have toy trains on display, one of his other passions in life. I can’t wait until April 5th when I can visit this place for real…

And for only just a moment, I got my blue sky…


“Every place I go, I’ll think of you
Every song I sing, I’ll sing for you”

Leaving on a Jet Plane – John Denver

“I had run for 3 years, 2 months, 14 days, and 16 hours.” – Forrest Gump

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