The B52 site is admittedly a bit more touristy than I like. It has signage all along the nicely maintained dirt road making sure that all who want to find it won't end up another casualty of deep woods stupidity.
The entrance to the site is covered in signage...I think we're here.
Immediately upon entering there is debris scattered on the ground and in the trees.
You actually have to be kind of careful, as the trail has shards of metal sticking right out of the path. At first I was a little taken aback by how intense the debris field was.
But then I read a sign.
Now, the crash did happen and people did die. But to have the whole site basically scoured by government officials, then have it "all" returned years later is both odd, and completely takes away from what I thought this site was.
After understanding the reality of the situation, things started to seem odd. Like parts of airplanes conveniently perched in a 15 year old tree.
And every single piece of debris had an american flag stabbed through the middle of it. I dunno....it all seemed contrived.
There was some cool wreckage though, but it is clear that they only replaced a fraction of what debris was removed so many years before, and who even knows whether the debris they brought back was from the actual B52...or from a B52 at all.
I still appreciate good welds...even in a plane crash site in the middle of the woods.
After we'd had our fill of that, we headed back to the lake where the afternoon was filled with swimming, fishing, and general tomfoolery.
Games and drawing up at the picnic table, dinner, smores and sleep.
The following day was the long drive home which of course wasn't full of well rested, good smelling cheerful children like you might otherwise hope...but who can blame them. The woods will wear you out, no matter how much fun you've had.
That wraps up the summer fun for 2015. We'll be at VOR in a few weeks and hope to meet some of you folks there. Then comes DRAM3....
Stay tuned.
SG + Family.