ShrikeHawk

Hawker Fury or a Hawker Hart. I made 1/72 scale model of the Fury.

Fiddling around with Broken clouds and Overcast clouds (they're related in the settings). Going with the dark skies look. I like the contrast. No edits or post-processing made to the images. Yeah, that's a Mig-15 I downed while I still had rockets attached. Yikes! I thought I had pickled them all off. I wouldn't have tangled with him if I had known.

Awesome shot, piecemeal!

Got this from an email. Funny story... BANANAS & MILKDUDS Below is an article written by Rick Reilly of Sports Illustrated... He details his experiences when given the opportunity to fly in an F-14 Tomcat.. If you aren't laughing out loud by the time you get To 'Milk Duds,' your sense of humor is seriously broken. This message is for America 's most famous athletes: Someday you may be invited to fly in the back-seat of one of your country's Most powerful fighter jets. Many of you already have. John Elway, John Stockton, Tiger Woods to name a few. If you get this opportunity, Let me urge you, with the greatest sincerity.... Move to Guam . Change your name. Fake your own death! Whatever you do, Do Not Go!!! I know. The U.S. Navy invited me to try it. I was thrilled. I was pumped. I was toast! I should've known when they told me my pilot would Be Chip (Biff) King of Fighter Squadron 213 at Naval Air Station Oceana in Virginia Beach .. Whatever you're thinking a Top Gun named Chip (Biff) King looks Like, triple it. He's about six-foot, tan, ice-blue eyes, wavy surfer hair, Finger-crippling handshake -- the kind of man who wrestles Dyspeptic alligators in his leisure time. If you see this man, run the Other way. Fast. Biff King was born to fly. His father, Jack King, was for years the Voice of NASA missions. ('T-minus 15 seconds and counting'. Remember?) Chip would charge neighborhood kids a quarter each to hear his dad. Jack would wake up from naps surrounded by nine-year-olds waiting For him to say, 'We have liftoff'. Biff was to fly me in an F- 14D Tomcat, a ridiculously powerful $60 million Weapon with nearly as much thrust as weight, not unlike Colin Montgomerie. I was worried about getting airsick, so the night before the flight I asked Biff if there was something I should eat the next morning. 'Bananas,' he said. 'For the potassium?' I asked. 'No,' Biff said, 'because they taste about the same coming up As they do going down.' The next morning, out on the tarmac, I had on my flight suit with my name Sewn over the left breast. (No call sign -- like Crash or Sticky or Leadfoot. But, still, very cool.) I carried my helmet in the crook of my arm, as Biff had Instructed. If ever in my life I had a chance to nail Nicole Kidman, this was it. A fighter pilot named Psycho gave me a safety briefing and then fastened Me into my ejection seat, which, when employed, would 'egress' me out Of the plane at such a velocity that I would be immediately knocked Unconscious. Just as I was thinking about aborting the flight, the canopy closed over me, And Biff gave the ground crew a thumbs-up. In minutes we were firing nose Up at 600 mph. We leveled out and then canopy-rolled over another F-14. Those 20 minutes were the rush of my life. Unfortunately, the ride lasted 80. It was like being on the roller coaster at Six Flags Over Hell. Only without rails. We did barrel rolls, snap rolls, loops, yanks and banks. We dived, rose and Dived again, sometimes with a vertical velocity of 10,000 feet per minute. We chased another F-14, and it chased us. We broke the speed of sound. Sea was sky and sky was sea. Flying at 200 feet we did 90-degree turns at 550 mph, creating a G force of 6.5, Which is to say I felt as if 6.5 times my body weight was smashing Against me, thereby approximating life as Mrs.. Colin Montgomerie. And I egressed the bananas. And I egressed the pizza from the night before. And the lunch before that. I egressed a box of Milk Duds from the sixth grade. I made Linda Blair look polite. Because of the G's, I was egressing Stuff that never thought would be egressed. I went through not one airsick bag, but two. Biff said I passed out. Twice.. I was coated in sweat. At one point, As we were coming in upside down in a banked curve on a mock Bombing target and the G's were flattening me like a tortilla and I Was in and out of consciousness, I realized I was the first person In history to throw down. I used to know 'cool'. Cool was Elway throwing a touchdown pass, Or Norman making a five-iron bite.. But now I really know 'cool'. Cool is guys like Biff, men with cast-iron stomachs and freon nerves. I wouldn't go up there again for Derek Jeter's black book, but I'm glad Biff does every day, and for less a year than a rookie reliever makes in a home stand. A week later, when the spins finally stopped, Biff called. He said he and the fighters had the perfect call sign for me. Said he'd send it on a patch for my flight suit. What is it? I asked. 'Two Bags.'

I used to keep WinZip and WinRAR so I could uncompress any download. Now I just use 7zip and it can handle anything. Been using it for years.

Hey Nightshift - Horizon clouds are Pasko's. It's an old mod but still terrific. 3D-Clouds are mine. Still in development.

Oh man, that's beautiful! Thanks for sharing.

Oh the irony of it all!

HAHAHA! That's cold-blooded, dude!

Hey Xray - I think you're not allowed to put real-life pics in the screenshot thread...hehe

Okay, this one can't beat that, but it's still fun... A C-130 was lumbering along when a cocky F-16 flashed by. The jet jockey decided to show off. The fighter jock told the C-130 pilot, "Watch this!" and promptly went into a barrel roll followed by a steep climb. He then finished with a sonic boom as he broke the sound barrier. The F-16 pilot asked the C-130 pilot what he thought of that. The C-130 pilot said, "That was impressive, but watch this!" The C-130 droned along for about 5 minutes and then the C-130 pilot came back on and said "What did you think of that?" Puzzled, the F-1 6 pilot asked, "What the hell did you do?" The C-1 30 pilot chuckled. "I stood up, stretched my legs, went to the back, took a leak then got a cup of coffee and a cinnamon bun." When you are young and foolish - speed and flashy may be a good thing. When you get older and much wiser, comfort and dull are not such bad attributes to have around, now are they?

I would too. I'd just want to have three bags...

Yikers! They were pretty thorough. No hot toddy for you tonight!

I'll be watching that one if at all possible. Should be a great match. Glad we got Ghana instead.

Frackin' Microsoft. I have to deal with these sorts of things every day.

Woohoo! Saw the whole game through. Everbody said Algeria would be easy to beat. It didn't seem that way to me, although we did blow a number of great scoring opportunities. I'm amazed we got another legit goal stolen away from us. Still, our boys showed a lot of tenacity to still keep attacking the way they did. Very proud of the team.

Mig-21 available. Driven by a 70-year old Sunday School teacher to go to church. Mostly like new, some scratches and dents...

Your Intruder shot is awesome, Nightshade. I like seeing the four SAMs rising up as the A-6 fires a HARM.

I'm not sure what I spent more time on: Wings of the Pacific/Europe or CFS2. I got my start modding with CFS2, though. Ah! Sweet memories!