Following yesterday's wing-bearing post, more wings:
We went to the Olympic Speed-skating Oval today. My wife and daughter went inside to attend a program. Son and I were happy to stay outside. The oval is on the south bank of the Middle Arm of the Fraser River, near Vancouver's airport, so there is usually something to stare at.
Oh look. A government surveillance plane, cunningly labelled, "Surveillance." I guess full disclosure is the rule here, although this seems a bit extreme to me. Painting the plane bright red is perhaps not the best choice either. I dunno.
We were watching the river, hoping for a seal to come bobbing past. Frequently our conversation was interrupted by the roar of a float plane coming in for a landing. When there's a west wind, they bank hard left directly above the oval, then head downriver to land.
We walked around a bit, to see what else was there was to see.
"What's that?" asked son. A sound he's never heard before.