AUGUST FLIGHT STORIES

Well update on the HumBee marauders continues. We are up to about 4 of the little beasties feeding at the sugar tube. Juice is going down fast. I think the original HumVee HumBee has slowed down a tad. He is still the little piggy running others off their perch. Some have learned to hover and sip before the kamikaze owner comes flashing down with murder in his heart. He doesn't even let the little female get too long a perch before he knocks her off. His latest ploy is to hide in the bush below and like a great white shark come zooming straight up to dislodge the interloper. Hilarious!

Second flight story. While breakfasting at a local eatery before our morning errands a whole slew of corvette clubbers take over the restaurant. We already had our food, so I'm cool. Heading out to the parking lot, however we see the rather startling scene of a classic car rolling gracefully backwards towards the parked cars. At some point during its escape we noted no driver, short or otherwise at the wheel! Holding our breath, we watch it glide to a stop mere inches from the nearest parked car. Gear-slipping, yes, but apparently the frame is perfect as it took a very direct route backwards.

My safety background kicks in. We decide the car's probably locked and if we touch it, it will probably be enough to start it rolling again and actually cause damage to other cars. So I scoot back in to the restaurant to try to find the hapless parker. I should have realized my mistake, but I headed for the "chevy" clubbers and said "is anyone driving the classic Chevy Chevelle, cause it's taking an unapproved glide through the parking lot." Condescending smiles and negative head shakes greet my announcement. Apparently they are CORVETTE chevy lovers, not classically restored Chevelles. Cruised the restaurant looking for a worried patron, and nobody bit. Having done my civic duty, we carried on and out. Probably the person was too embarrassed in that crowd to admit they liked an old muscle car over the sleekly sexier classic corvette. Ah well.