Showing posts with label Deathtrap. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deathtrap. Show all posts

17.7.10

Steal second bas..er, that Toyota!

Today I come to you with what will hopefully be one of three posts this week. After my previous failure at the military junkyard/museum, I hoped that my luck would turn around today.
Thankfully my luck decided to not only turn around, but do three or four more rotations in a positive direction. Follow me here; an overgrown, reused, weather-beaten, abandoned minor-league baseball stadium. Oh photography gods, how I thank thee.
Bush Stadium is the previous home of the Indianapolis Indians, the local minor league squad. After a bit of digging, I found out that the stadium had been built in 1931 as Perry Stadium, then renamed Victory Field in 1942, and renamed for its remaining days as Bush Stadium. With a rich history including multiple movies being filmed on-site, Negro League baseball finals, and even being a host stadium for the 1987 Pan-Am games, the future of the stadium is now looking quite bleak. The stadium saw its final hurrah in 1997 as a midget auto racing venue.
Thirteen years later, the stadium sits in shambles, being used as a lot to hold cars from the "Cash for Clunkers" program. Very sad story for quite a history-rich building. With that being said, here is what was seen through my lens.

14.4.10

Finally, a real reason to wear aviators

140 horsepower. 47 years old. Not much bigger than your car. Sounds like the perfect specifications for a plane, right? Right.
I consider myself to be quite an experienced flier, having taken somewhere around 100 flights in my lifetime, but this, this was a bit different. Thanks to Doyle McIntosh, I felt the most uncomfortable I have felt in the air in a very, very long time. For some odd reason I figured that a plane with 4 seats would handle nearly the same way as a 757. Incorrect.
Ok, enough whining and griping. After the whole experience I can say that it was an absolute blast, it really wasn't that dangerous nor scary, and I actually flew the damn thing for a solid 2-3 minutes. As for the pictures, I jumped back-and-forth across the line that is artistic photography and journalistic photography. The aerial images are of Ball State campus. Enjoi after the jump.