It was completely a My Fair Lady moment where they all stopped what they were doing and watched in awe as the horses ran back around the edge of the track and started to round to the finish line.
#4 getting a pat on the head for running a great race!
Soon after we left for home. We had, after all, been up and in the car, airport, or seat at the horse race since just before 9am. It was time to settle down for an quiet afternoon at home.
Then, on the way home, we started to see the most beautiful fly overs from jets. Logan, still completely in the mood for airplanes, was pointing and yelling each time they flew over. The closer I got to the air force base, the more I realised that these were the Thunderbirds!
Some of these shots take my breath away... they were flying over us at hundreds of miles per hour... we stopped on the side of the freeway with a slew of other gawkers, stopped to watch the Thunderbirds fly over and do their tricks.
I already had my camera set to take action shots due to the races... so I couldn't help pulling it out.
What a fun day to be behind a camera. :)