|Monday over The Valley of Speed|
I'm going out to the Air Races for my 19th year of the last 21 years. Why do I go back over and over again?
The year in, year out visits...always in the 3rd week of September has become an important waypoint on my annual journey from daytime craftsman/sportsman to Graveyard Guru. It's at Stead every September that I first see the definite signs of the approaching Fall and Winter. I see the Autumnal Light for the first time out in the sagebrush hills around the Unlimited Race Course to the North of Stead Field's runways. When I see the new light for the season, I begin my internal transformation into a Groomin' Human...I begin to steel myself into the Daytime Sleepin', Snowcat Drivin', Long Hours Workin', Storm Fightin', Corduroy Makin', Graveyard Guru. A decade or more ago, one of the Rookies I was training called me Yoda over the 2-Way, and your Graveyard Guru was born.
I go to hear "The Sound of Freedom"