Every day hundreds of planes come in and out of the Cincinnati/Kentucky (CVG) airport. To a normal person with tons of friends, watching aircraft might not be particularly a “fun” stopping point in their day.
To a pilot’s daughter, however, every plane soaring is a successful operation to be celebrated. Which is why when I lived close to this location, I sat and watched planes and the distant lights of the tower buildings all the time.
My dad has gone to the official EAA festival in Oshkosh, Wisconsin for years. Here’s a picture from the 80’s to prove my point:
Crazy how things haven’t changed much, right?
Always being thirsty for travel, of course I said yes when he asked me to go years later. We enter our campsite and the cold air makes my nose start running; I’m easily cold and was shivering. We meet the locals who stereo-typically say Northern things like “Oh ya” which make me feel like I’m in the movie Fargo.
The next day at the festival we get to witness Richard Branson’s Virgin VMS Eve, a test space airplane in one of many outdoor tents. We get pretzels. We learn about new Ford engines for automobiles. Pilots spell out words in the sky. A lady waves to everyone on a contraption:
There are also a bunch of motorcycles to look at (Steve McQueen anyone?).
Then there is an indoor museum where you can look at airplanes in history. Of course the Wright brothers, one of the founders of the airplane, is included.
If you’re a plane nerd who likes to gawk at Cessnas and Biplanes, you should really go to a plane festival once in your life. Who knows? You might end up with a pretend pilot license like I did.