Spouse Taxi Day

This past Friday we had a spouse taxi ride day where the wives get a high speed taxi ride in the T-38 that their husbands fly. We got specific training on how to flee the aircraft in case of danger, we got fitted with gloves and a helmet, and we made radio calls to each other in the planes. We had to carry the parachutes out to the plane and, let me tell you, I have a new appreciation for Kyle and the stress his body goes through. Those dang parachutes are HEAVY and then, it becomes six or seven times that heavy when he's pulling G's! Yikes! Anyway, once we got all settled into the plane, we taxied out to the runway and Kyle kicked in the afterburners and we shot up into the atmosphere.. OK, not really. We just "drove" fast down the runway, remaining on terra firma and taxied back to the hangars. We then got to play around in the flight simulators, dropping bombs on imaginary buildings and shooting at harmless planes landing on the runway. Kyle and I even landed on 281! All in all, it was great fun and I look forward to the next taxi ride day. Who knows, maybe we'll "accidentally" get off the ground next time.