Oshkosh 2021: A Photo-blog

Last night, we got home from Oshkosh. It was a great trip, and we were able to visit with many friends we haven’t seen since 2019. Still, after ten days of camping, porta-potties, and showers with handheld nozzles, I was glad to be home.

Rather than writing about the experience, I thought I’d show you some of it in photos.

En route, we stopped for breakfast at Port Clinton’s Tin Goose Diner where plane spotters outside watched us manouver our 182 between two other planes. When one of them thanked us for the show, I wasn’t sure if they meant the parking job or The Engineer’s landing prowess. 🙂 As it turned out, it took longer to park than to decide to press on after hearing there was a 30-45 minute wait for a table.

Farms in western Ohio — the topography many picture when they hear our state’s name.
Setting up temporary camp at our friends’ grass strip in Illinois.
Obligatory photo of dusk at the airstrip
Lineup of traffic going in to Oshkosh. Note: this is on the Saturday before the event begins on Monday.

On Sunday night, we celebrated two birthdays. A piper who was camping nearby heard us sing, so she brought her bagpipes and played us several tunes. I didn’t get a picture of her, and the one I took of her pipes includes the face of another camper. Although unwilling to share that photo without permission, I am mentioning the story because it illustrates the magic of Oshkosh.

View of camp on Brat Night, a yearly feast when many visit us to dine on brats and corn on the cob. We had between 200 and 250 people this year. Unbeknownst to us, balloonists had been scheduled for a demonstration at the end of our row. What a beautiful sight!
A few of the planes at the EAA Museum.

Below are some scenes from the Fly Market.
This made me smile.
Despite being only a short bus ride away, the seaplane base is an oasis of calm, away from the hurly-burly hustle and bustle of the main event.

On the way home, we flew past Chicago.

Here’s the city, hazy in the distance.
Growing closer.
Navy Pier
Chicago on the aviation chart.

Of course, there’s always the aftermath. Since I worked today, this pile of dirty clothing awaits my attention tomorrow.

Flying Life

Some people buy vacation homes. Our second home is a hangar. Here’s what it looks like.

The man in the photo is my stepfather, who introduced The Engineer to general aviation.
Atwood Lake in Tuscarawas County, Ohio

Landing at Carroll County-Tolson Airport. There’s a restaurant on the field, and today we went there for breakfast for the first time in a year and a half.

Beautiful Ohio (and a windsock, which was all over the place today due to gusty, variable winds)

The heat and winds made for a bumpy ride today, but it was wonderful to be back up in our 182 after its annual inspection.

Let’s Fly!

Nearing Lake Erie (Please excuse dead bugs on windscreen.)
Ice on the lake, islands in the distance
Flying the shore (along with every other plane today)

Johnson’s Island

I never fly over this island without thinking of the men imprisoned there during the Civil War when it served as a prisoner of war camp for captured Confederate officers. (hmttp://www.johnsons-island.org and (http://johnsonsisland.org/)

On a happier note, here are two shots of Cedar Point, a lakeside attraction for over 150 years. I worked there when the year it turned 110. Yeah, I’m that old. (http://ohiohistorycentral.org/w/Cedar_Point and, for some vintage photos, go here https://www.cleveland.com/travel/2015/03/cedar_point_through_the_years.html)

Somewhat farther south is Chippewa Lake (shown here with Chippewa Inlet), one of the largest natural lakes in Ohio. Formed by glaciers, it was also once an amusement park in the early 1900s. Long defunct, it is now scheduled to become a county park. (https://urbexunderground.com/chippewa-lake-amusement-park/ and https://www.cleveland.com/community/2021/02/chippewa-lake-amusement-parks-metamorphosis-brings-it-back-to-nature.html)
Let’s fly! It’s a little bumpy, but I think you will enjoy the ride.

Trip to Oshkosh — Photos


We call our friends’ grass air strip “The Field of Dreams.”


En route to Oshkosh.


Flooded fields on our way to Oshkosh from Illinois.


View through the back window of our Cessna.


Part of the Airventure 2017 NOTAM (NOtice to AirMen) for Flying into the “World’s Busiest Airport”


When I put this photo on Instagram, it was cropped to a square, which made it look like the “7” was a cropped off “T.” As one friend remarked, “You read it your way. I’ll read it mine.”


Sunset at camp on a cloudy evening in Oshkosh.


Panorama view of our camp with two rows of planes.


Back seat and cargo area on return trip