Patriotism 2 - US Air Force-The Wild Blue Yonder Traditional Cache

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Hidden : 1/16/2012
Difficulty:
1.5 out of 5
Terrain:
2 out of 5

Size: Size: not chosen (not chosen)

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Geocache Description:

Easy 1.5 mile (one way) walking trail through palmetto scrub. Not suitable for your bike; mostly sugarsand.

Cache placement approved by Martin Morse, park service specialist. Obey all speed limits. Do not block gates. All wheels off the pavement.

Patriotism 2 - US Air Force "Wild Blue Yonder" Originally, the song was titled as The Army Air Corps. Robert MacArthur Crawford wrote the lyrics and music during 1939. In 1947, the words "U.S. Air Force" in the title and lyrics replaced the original "Army Air Corps". On September 27, 1979, General Lew Allen, Jr., Chief of Staff of the Air Force, adopted it as the official song for the service. The Army Air Corps Song By Robert Crawford -- 1939 Off we go into the wild blue yonder, Climbing high into the sun; Here they come zooming to meet our thunder, At ‘em boys, Give ‘er the gun! (Give ‘er the gun now!) Down we dive, spouting our flame from under, Off with one helluva roar! We live in fame or go down in flame. (Shout!) Nothing’ll stop the Army Air Corps! Minds of men fashioned a crate of thunder, Sent it high into the blue; Hands of men blasted the world asunder; How they lived God only knew! (God only knew then!) Souls of men dreaming of skies to conquer Gave us wings, ever to soar! With scouts before and bombers galore. (Shout!) Nothing’ll stop the Army Air Corps! Here’s a toast to the host Of those who love the vastness of the sky, To a friend we send a message of his brother men who fly. We drink to those who gave their all of old, Then down we roar to score the rainbow’s pot of gold. A toast to the host of men we boast, the Army Air Corps! Off we go into the wild sky yonder, Keep the wings level and true; If you’d live to be a grey-haired wonder Keep the nose out of the blue! (Out of the blue, boy!) Flying men, guarding the nation’s border, We’ll be there, followed by more! In echelon we carry on. (Shout!) Nothing’ll stop the Army Air Corps!

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