The Ride of His Life

Gregg was one of three lucky people chosen to fly with the Blue Angels while they were in Reno for the air races. This is him signing away his life. They don't want me sueing the Navy if they kill him.
Gregg and Ben the #7 pilot in charge of bringing him back alive.
I know what you women are thinking, what a hottie.

The F/A-18 hornet, Gregg in his flight suit and Chad on the right that taught Gregg everything he needed to know. Don't touch anything and don't pass out.

My parents got to go with us to watch. It was a long but fun day at the air races.
Just look at us standing by that cool plane. Gregg went over 600 miles an hour in it.

After they got him strapped in they had to teach him how to move the seat down when the plane was started. Gregg was the tallest you can be to fly in this plane. That's Travis on the right and Chad again on the left.

I just wanted to get a picture of Ben getting in the plane with Gregg, I didn't realize until later it was such a good eye candy shot. You go tight buns Ben "Baxter".

Ben got strapped in much quicker than Gregg, who was now asking "where's that lever to move the seat down?". Please don't touch the wrong one.

After the flight, Ben looking fresh as a daisy. That plane goes so fast I don't have pictures of him in the air, way to hard to take. He was gone from our sight seconds after take off.

Gregg looking a little pale and sweaty. Thanks for the beautiful picture and the memories Blue Angels and Lt. Ben "Baxter" Walborn.

Gregg's friend John who made it all happen. Thank you John, it was a day we'll never forget. This is two days later, after Gregg recovered. I'm proud to say he learned his training well and did not pass out but he did throw up a bit.