Going to Lubbock, Texas was sort of a treat for us when we lived in New Mexico; it was actually one of the closest places to go to see anything from a Good Doctor to an actual mall.
Lubbock is about 100 miles from where we lived and much of the roadway is surrounded by crops, you can see a lot of different things on this road, tumbleweeds, snakes, cotton, tarantulas, corn, milo and marijuana, to name a few crops, and when you have huge fields you are bound to see tumbleweeds and /or crop dusters passing right before your eyes.
For those who have never seen one, a crop duster is a small plane used to sweep over the fields and drop things like pesticides and fertilizer onto the crops, I suppose this may be a cheaper way to get a job done fast, and getting it done fast is how these guys make a living.
On one trip to Lubbock we were riding along with the boys in the backseat, they were gazing out into the fields listening to me explain everything I know about farming, which didn’t take long and just about the time my lesson started to turn into fiction, Timmy yelled “The Plane Boss, look it’s the plane”
No really he did point and yell that he saw an airplane, and sure enough out to the right hand side of the car we got a great view of a crop duster dropping low over the field and spreading a cloud of something onto the ground.
Right in the middle of me explaining my pesticide or fertilizer description, the plane appeared to go straight up and swoop back across the field in the other direction.
Shouts of “Did you see that” and “That was so cool” came from the back seat, the boys were really enjoying this show, then straight ahead the plane swooped low across the highway, it was so low I thought it was going to crash onto the road.
Then it came back across in the other direction, the crop duster was dropping low and flying underneath the power line then crossing the highway making its approach to the field, and on the turn around it was staying low crossing the highway again in front of us once again passing underneath the power lines.
This was all going on I’d say about a half a mile ahead of us, so we were far enough away to not worry, but get a good view at the same time, we had never viewed such a display of aerial acrobatics or lunacy depending on how you look at it.
Then all of a sudden the show was over, the plane seemed to vanish and the boys were so disappointed, I was in the middle of explaining how the crop duster had most likely finished his job and how we would likely see one again before long.
Just as I said this I heard a loud buzzing sound and literally saw wheels pass right in front of our windshield, this crop duster came so close to the front of our vehicle, I thought he had actually hit us, I kid you not all I saw was a shadow and wheels, the wheels passed from right to left and I waited for a crashing sound.
From the back seat I heard shouts of “Did you see that” and “That was so cool”, from the front seat all I could hear was my heart thumping, Cindy was staring with her mouth wide open, I often wonder how you would explain to your insurance agent that an airplane actually did pull out in front of you.
Then from the back seat I got a strong tapping on my shoulder and heard, “Can you do it again, Please make him do it again”
If you could make this happen again, would you?