Thought I’d start this thread so we can share our experiences with military jets or other military or civilian aircraft.
1. 1988. I was living in Trona. My son and I were heading north through Panamint Valley, about midway between the turnoff to Ballarat and the junction of the Trona-Wildrose / Panamint Valley roads. We were heading to Mammoth Mountain to mountain bike. I had just purchased a 1988 Ford Taurus. We were motoring along about 70mph, AC on cold, tape deck playing music. With no warning except for a banshee scream a microsecond before it hit, a jet went over the top of me at about 50-75 feet. Simultaneous with his coming into view in the top of the windshield, my car got all squirrelly from the jet wash suctioning my car to the top of its suspension, briefly throwing the camber and caster out of whack.
2. 1988. My son and I were returning to Trona from a day of skiing at June Lake. It was about midnight. I was running down Trona-Wildrose Road. Suddenly, I became aware of some dark object coming at us at the edge of my high beams. It was on the road heading straight for us. I became aware that it was an airplane, the wing above the cabin. I hit the brakes, the plane’s landing gear barely cleared the roof, the exhaust of the straining engine deafening. Suddenly I start seeing brake lights and dust in the desert. I came upon yet another nighttime Trona drug drop. There were more to come, but none as frightening as this one.
3. 1999. Walking around original Stovepipe Well, I became aware of a jet flying above me. Looking up, I got to see the B1 Bomber (correction - it was a B2 bomber, the batwing plane) and a chase plane heading north. A short while later, they headed south.
1. 1988. I was living in Trona. My son and I were heading north through Panamint Valley, about midway between the turnoff to Ballarat and the junction of the Trona-Wildrose / Panamint Valley roads. We were heading to Mammoth Mountain to mountain bike. I had just purchased a 1988 Ford Taurus. We were motoring along about 70mph, AC on cold, tape deck playing music. With no warning except for a banshee scream a microsecond before it hit, a jet went over the top of me at about 50-75 feet. Simultaneous with his coming into view in the top of the windshield, my car got all squirrelly from the jet wash suctioning my car to the top of its suspension, briefly throwing the camber and caster out of whack.
2. 1988. My son and I were returning to Trona from a day of skiing at June Lake. It was about midnight. I was running down Trona-Wildrose Road. Suddenly, I became aware of some dark object coming at us at the edge of my high beams. It was on the road heading straight for us. I became aware that it was an airplane, the wing above the cabin. I hit the brakes, the plane’s landing gear barely cleared the roof, the exhaust of the straining engine deafening. Suddenly I start seeing brake lights and dust in the desert. I came upon yet another nighttime Trona drug drop. There were more to come, but none as frightening as this one.
3. 1999. Walking around original Stovepipe Well, I became aware of a jet flying above me. Looking up, I got to see the B1 Bomber (correction - it was a B2 bomber, the batwing plane) and a chase plane heading north. A short while later, they headed south.
DAW
~When You Live in Nevada, "just down the road" is anywhere in the line of sight within the curvature of the earth.
~When You Live in Nevada, "just down the road" is anywhere in the line of sight within the curvature of the earth.