We saw a helicopter take off from close proximity for the first time today. It's actually quite a rush - the deceptively lazy early rotations rushing into a thundering beat; the airman casually sitting with leg dangling, half inside and half outside the open side door, where he remained until they were up and well away; the rhythmic, billowing wind; the vibrations in the ground and all around - and Baby hated them all!! He made his fear of the vile machine perfectly clear. The brief respite brought about by the astonishing speed of lift-off and agility in darting behind the mountainside was ruined when it came back to buzz the field. (Rather thrilling! If only he were a little bit older!) Clearly it was back to kill us all! Alert the village!!!
Irony: it was a medivac coptor.
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