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18th April 10, 12:03 PM
#1
Lucky you Jock. In my neck of the woods we get F-35's and German Tornado's training. You can well imagine the racket they can make in the mountains, especially when they create multiple sonic booms
Rob
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18th April 10, 12:44 PM
#2
 Originally Posted by Rob Wright
Lucky you Jock. In my neck of the woods we get F-35's and German Tornado's training. You can well imagine the racket they can make in the mountains, especially when they create multiple sonic booms
Rob
Sometimes they scramble the F-16s out over the Phoenix area and it shakes everything.
Out here, to the East, there are sometimes WWII bombers etc flying over very low, and they do make a lot of unmistakeable noise.
Not exactly sure where you are, Rob; I used to live in a town near by Holloman Air Force Base, and White Sands, NM. Sounds like somewhere similar with the German aircraft.
I tried to ask my inner curmudgeon before posting, but he sprayed me with the garden hose…
Yes, I have squirrels in my brain…
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16th April 10, 10:21 AM
#3
 Originally Posted by HeathBar
In the days following the 9/11 attacks, all air traffic in the US had been suspended. The silence, while nice, was very eerie. While the rest of the surrounding were not as peaceful as yours, I think I know what you mean.
Indeed....and I recall being outside talking to neighbors when the suspension was lifted, and when the first jet flew overhead we all looked up as if we'd never seen an aircraft ever before...
One of the things I always enjoyed about visiting my grandparents in the country, or some of those nights Civil Wr reenacting, was the peace.
You never realize how mournful a lone distant train whistle really is until you hear one late at night in the country.
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16th April 10, 05:05 AM
#4
I too live in the country. I consider that the traffic is getting heavy when 4 or 5 vehicles go up the nearest paved road(several hundred yards away through the woods) in 10 minutes). In the evenings, I often sit out on my back deck listening to the tree frogs and to the owls hooting as I look up at a sky filled with uncounted numbers of stars. During the day, I often see deer or hear wild turkeys calling too.
"A day spent in the fields and woods, or on the water should not count as a day off our allotted number upon this earth."
Jerry, Kilted Old Fart.
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16th April 10, 05:35 AM
#5
Lovely as nature's music always is, I find that the noise of human activity is part of, not separate from nature. Living where there is no human noise can be hard to get used to: no traffic, no conversation, no one else's thoughts. A person starts to roam around in in memories, in waking dreams, in inner promptings to the edge of madness or magic. And perhaps this is what gives such places their legendary specialness.
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16th April 10, 09:10 AM
#6
 Originally Posted by MacBean
Lovely as nature's music always is, I find that the noise of human activity is part of, not separate from nature. Living where there is no human noise can be hard to get used to: no traffic, no conversation, no one else's thoughts. A person starts to roam around in in memories, in waking dreams, in inner promptings to the edge of madness or magic. And perhaps this is what gives such places their legendary specialness.
Yeah...
...ain't it nice?
--dbh
When given a choice, most people will choose.
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16th April 10, 11:47 AM
#7
 Originally Posted by MacBean
Lovely as nature's music always is, I find that the noise of human activity is part of, not separate from nature. Living where there is no human noise can be hard to get used to: no traffic, no conversation, no one else's thoughts. A person starts to roam around in in memories, in waking dreams, in inner promptings to the edge of madness or magic. And perhaps this is what gives such places their legendary specialness.
Agreed, and it is interesting that the only world, each of us can know, is the one our brain is recreating along with our conscious sense of self and being that observes this recreated world.
That being said, my world is under the flight pattern of quite a few aircraft, and close to a newly opened freeway loop, plopped down through the desert; it's all blended together with the birds, crickets, bats, and bees...
Hopefully these eruptions will not bring the long winter.
I tried to ask my inner curmudgeon before posting, but he sprayed me with the garden hose…
Yes, I have squirrels in my brain…
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16th April 10, 06:19 AM
#8
 Originally Posted by Jock Scot
Here I am sat outside in the sun with a large cup of tea waiting for my sons to arrive, and it is quiet! Very quiet! It is 10-30 in the morning, the birds are singing, the burn babbling away, the odd puff of wind rustling the grass, a sheep bleating in the distance, a peregrine falcon is calling too, what's going on? Has my hearing miraculously recovered? Just what is going on? I ask myself again. The answer? No aircraft, not one, not a vapour trail, not a buzz of a distant engine, not a roar as a passing RAF Tornado goes by at 200 feet ------just nature going about its business.
It is amazing what we get used to I suppose, but to think that only 100 years ago that is what our ancestors would have heard, bees buzzing, birds singing.......................... lucky them! Maybe that volcano is not such a bad thing, for some of us, after all. 
I wish I was there Jock! I miss the quiet.
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16th April 10, 09:46 AM
#9
That sounds wonderful, Jock. There's nothing like a quiet spring morning.
We used to live just across the river from Vancouver International Airport, and when we were out on the deck watching the planes come and go, the sound of a 747 taking off would blank out our conversation - the mouths would move, but there were no words!
"Touch not the cat bot a glove."
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16th April 10, 09:53 AM
#10
Despite the peacefulness please spare a thought for the thousands of people whose plans have been ruined and those who are stranded far from home.
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