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                                                Arizona Thanksgiving

       Part 4: Pima Air Museum & Thanksgiving Day

                                                                   

I met the Melsons for breakfast the next morning and then went for a hike up the "A Mountain"! I literally thought it was gonna be a hike hike, so I prepared for the worst, but in reality you drove most of the way up and had a tremendous view of Tucson! There was a trail up to the top, and the kids all took the short cut over the lava rocks (and straight up the hill), but Liz and I stayed on the main trail. We eventually made it to the "A", a colorful letter A built by U of A people way back in 1915 or thereabouts, but the trail up was just as dicey, so Liz and I decided to head down to the road. The others eventually made it down and they all found the other trail, but I walked back along the main road because the trail involved a climb up a couple of boulders!

                                                           

                                            View of South Tucson from the "A" Mountain (downtown Tucson is above)

                   

                    Floyd and the boys scramble to the top (of course) while Liz and I took the easy trail to the mid-point of the "A".

           

                                                        The "A" from ground level with the Melsons scrambling back down...

                 

                                                                                                                                                  Gazebo back at the parking lot

 

Headed over to Liz's neighbors Sue and Jerry’s after that for an absolutely scrumptious Thanksgiving feast!  The next day we went to the Pima Air Museum, and that was quite  fascinating; many veterans were there volunteering and leading tours, and Liz and I ended up chatting with a pilot who was actually captured by the Germans (he wasn’t shot  down, but all his engines failed). That was actually a good thing, because civilians didn’t abide by the Geneva Convention; only the military did! But they were still incarcerated  after the war; evidently the Russians kept them there for awhile, then released them later! Some of those planes were quite fascinating, including the Guppy, which was a cargo  plane.

         

"Okay, so where do we go first?"    Carwyn goes straight for the flight simulator!    Floyd, Mark, and Liz pose in front of a Lear jet

                                     

                                Liz poses outside Kennedy’s Air Force One                            Bohden’s favorite helicopter, the Crane

           

                        Floyd and Liz next to a giant seaplane                    "No, Carwyn, I don’t care how many times                 Cactus Wren

                                                                                                                you flew the simulator—you can’t fly that

                                                                                                                                jet back to Goleta!"   

          

                                The "Guppy", a "whale" of a cargo plane!                                       Floyd checks out the replica of our solar system

                                                                                                                                                                    imbedded in the sidewalk

 

We stopped at Wendy’s for lunch (I should have followed Liz’s example and had a salad), then I headed home to crash before meeting the crowd at the motel to carpool to  Metropolitan Grille for dinner with Liz's friend Arlene. Actually, I got waylaid in the parking lot: the bushes were full of little violet flowers that had Marine, Pygmy, Reakirt’s, and  Ceraunus Blues, in addition to both Painted and West Coast Ladies and another Southern Dogface! After tearing myself away from that we headed over to the restaurant,  which was a lot of fun; I had the rack of lamb, so I really stuffed myself that day…

Butterflies hanging around the La Quinta parking lot...

                                                                                                                  

                                                        Common Blue                    Ceraunus Blue                      Western Pygmy Blue

                                                                                   

                                                                                           Reakirt’s Blue with a chomped wing

                                                                                  

                                                                                                        Marine Blues

                                                                                        

                                                         Dainty Sulphur                             American Snout                        Sleepy Orange

                                                

                                                                                                     

This could be either a Common Checkered or White Checkered Skipper; the only way to tell the difference is through dissection! Other

                                                                     checkered skippers have less pattern on the underwing.

                   

                                                                           Painted Ladies                                                                                                The similar West

                                                                                                                                                                                                 Coast Lady; note the

                                                                                                                                                                                                          blue "eyes"

                                                         

The Southern Dogface gets its name from the "poodle" pattern on the upperside of the wing (although on this individual it looks more

             human…). Since these butterflies don’t rest with open wings you rarely get to see this pattern unless it’s backlit (center).

 

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