Ice dog cooling down a container of the blue stuff on the last cruise.
A cloudy sunset over the Suwannee River at Fanning Springs, Florida.
That awkward place between flying and not flying called landing doesn’t always appear to be ‘normal safe operation.’
It was time to get those cameras out of the boxes and displayed. So I built a custom shelf for them. The train is living there now until I build something for it (and others). All these cameras were used by either my grandfather, father, myself or all of us.
My father at 27 (half my current age) and me close to zero. Miss you Dad.