Having lived near the Duxford Imperial Air Museum, a few weeks ago we finally satisfed Hawkgirl’s kerosene blood, and went to the Duxford Airshow. The bus left from our very own Park n Ride after all…
We got to see all manner of airplanes and jets in action. Not only did the 3 hour + airshow include bi and triplane’s from WWI (Red Baron reenactment and everything), but the famous British Spitfire was prominently flaunted, as well as some American planes that featured in the Pacific conflict in WWII.
Few airshows in Britain are complete without the Red Arrows, distinctive Hawk jets (think Blue Angels, or Thunderbirds in the USA), and we had a couple pass overhead for some impressive swoops.
Also among the big names was a Vulcan XH558. Britain’s cold war, anti-nuclear deterrent bomber which. Was. Massive. See it here, flanked by the Red Arrows for scale.
But the highlight had to be the B-17 G Flying Fortress, a living, flying memorial, to the soldiers of WWII. Not only did the big ol’ clunker bank around us several times, and open its bomb doors for us… it turned out that Hawkgirl and I were standing right in front of its parking space. We got to watch as the massive thing pulled right up in front of us! When four props come buzzing towards you, as you stare down the chin-mounted machine guns, you can’t help but feel intimidated.