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I guess I'm so "ate up" with it that I frequently have dreams about warbirds, airshows and flying. Last night there were these SR-71's and............ I was very disappointed when I woke up because it was over. The dream didn't come back when I fell back asleep.Do I need to seek counseling? Is there a cure?.............John

Actually yes... just a few nights ago I had a dream about the late WWII Birds and their also ran competitors, B-29 vs B-32, Grumman Guardian and Martin Mauler Vs. the SkyRaider, etc...

Edit, after thinking about it... I had been watching a few episodes of Wings (on the military channel, not the NBC sit-com) earlier that day, that must have been the cause.

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Although I fly, I very seldom have night time REM dreams about flying or warbirds. I think maybe half a dozen in my whole life (I am 48).

I love the dramatically frightening dreams that some call nightmares.

I seem to have the dream about punching someone and they wont' go down, or shooting and missing or the Harley Davidson that wont' steer.


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I often have dreams of campnig at Oshkosh and going to the airshows.

In reality, have you actually been to Oshkosh, or just on your "bucket list" ?

It hasn’t happened in a while but I’ve often dreamt of running across a B-17 or a WW2 fighter sitting relatively intact on its landing gear, on the ground in a dense forest, looking as if there were no trees when it had a forced landing decades before. Sort of like that scene in “Empire of the Sun” where the kid hops into the Zeke’s cockpit, but out in the dense woods. I also have a similar dream where I stumble across long grown-over railroad tracks and follow them to an abandoned train (complete with passenger cars and steam locomotive) sitting in the middle of nowhere, also in dense woods. Each time, nothing has been disturbed. It was like someone landed or parked whatever it was, then walked away and I’m the first to come across it.
As a kid, I used to hear stories about someone finding a P-40 or P-51 hanging from tree limbs out in the swamps of North Florida where I grew up, from Dale Mabry Army Airfield. Sometimes the story had a pilot’s skeleton still strapped in. Many years ago I confirmed that no such wreck was ever found, nor any pilots missing from the field (several augured in but the remains of the pilots were always found) and it was a disappointment to know that there still isn’t a plane hanging from the trees somewhere out in those swamps. Maybe this is where that dream came from.
The train story is made even more odd to me when I see photos of abandoned railroad tracks (or worse yet, in person). For example, look at this photo of the Woodhaven station on the old Long Island RR’s Rockaway beach branch, abandoned for many years now, notes how everything was left in place. Photos like this always make me dream that dream again: http://www.oldnyc.com/rockaway/woodhaven/Dscn0102.JPG Photos of planes found on some island of an abandoned plane do the same thing.

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Great topic.

I have a reoccurring dream, every few months, that really disturbs me. I am always at my Mum's place across town visiting, and I suddenly realise that there's a lot of aeroplanes milling overhead (which in real life does happen a bit as there are lots of light trainers and topdressers that pass over her place, flying from Hamilton Airport).

But I realise that they are warbirds, often there is up to 15 or 20 of them slowly circling above me, and it seems that this is the holding point for an airshow happening at Hamilton Airport about 15km away.

I watch for ages just staring at the planes - which seem to change each time i have this dream and have included loads of Fokker Triplanes and other WWI stuff, through to Mustangs and Spitfires up to - wierdly - even a B-17. Anyway the wonderful spectacle is always vivid and thrilling but always a bit different. Sometimes I am standing on Mum's front lawn, sometimes out the back. Sometimes I'm alone and other times i am with people, even my Dad who died 6 years ago.

Then suddenly, every time, there's a mid-air collision which i ussually see happen and a couple of the planes come down into either the neighbourhood over the back of Mum's place or into the paddock over the road. There's always fire and an explosion, it is always terrifying. On one occasion I recall the plane that crashed was actually a 747 (something we never see around these parts! As rare here as the B-17!), and it crashed into the racecourse that is a block from Mum's place.

There's always a panic, sometimes parachutes are drifting down, and I usually wake up with my heart racing and feeling really upset. It's so odd to me, because it would never happen in real life. If there was an airshow at Hamilton, I would be there!! Not at Mum's place. And some of the planes just don't get seen in NZ or around here. One of these dreams was not a mix of planes but instead was a jet display team with all the same aircraft in formation, and I think may have been the Red Arrows. Most of them came down in the crash.

I have thankfully never witnessed a real crash nor anything more than a gentle groundloop so it's not a memory triggering this. It's a bit wierd.
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I also have this other recurring aviation related dream. 20 years ago I was in the Royal New Zealand Air Force. I got out in 1993. In recent years I have dreamed several times that I have rejoined, it is my first day back and I am on a new RNZAF Base that I've never seen before, but i know it;s a long way from home, and I'm trying to find my bearings and trying to make out I know what I'm doing.

Everyone around me is young and very good at what they do and as the dream progresses I get more and more lost and scared and keep breaking rules by accident and getting into trouble, and everyone around starts to realise how dumb and out of touch I really am. I end up quite panicked, sometimes the others actually rebel against me and I get chased around the base. Sometimes I have had a good day but I'm trying to find my barrack room in a maze of blocks and am totally lost. Sometimes I am trying to just get some food in the Mess and when I finally get to the front of the queue there's nothing left (something that did happen a few times for real when I was in the RNZAF!! haha).

I always end up regretting the fact I rejoined and just wanting to get the hell out of there and so i am trying to find a way to escape. Then I wake up. I always find it quite funny, especially as a few years back I did look into rejoining. The reality of things is though that the real RNZAF is now a mere shadow of its former self whereas the Air Force I rejoin in the dream is a massive and complex one.

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Lastly I had a great, wonderful one off dream recently about a secret restoration hangar at the Air Force Museum of New Zealand at Wigram, Christchurch. it amused me so much i actually wrote about it on my WONZ Forum. This is what I wrote:

"Last night I had a really vivid dream that I was taken into a large hangar at Wigram, which was a seperate area of restoration that the public don't normall see.

Within this hangar were three Avenger fuselages lined up side by side in WWII paint, faded but not too tatty. One of them had Seven Dwarf characters painted on it in various places - each side of the cowl and also each side of the fuselage near the tail. Snow White was near the canopy on the port side. The other two fuselages didn't have nose art.

Also in there was a reasonably tatty Mosquito fuselage with the wood showing, a P-40 in dark green Pacific camouflage, and there was the remains of some big aircraft that I think was a Sunderland hull, that at some stage had been used by the museum as an art gallery inside as I could see the paintings in there and the guide said it was from ages back and they were to restore it.

There were loads of old men, WWII veteran volunteers, in white overalls working away on everything and lots of them told me about the various things I came across. One told me the Avengers had recently been found in a shed in their wartime paint and they were planning to put them back together and display them all as is with the artwork on the Seven Dwarf one taking centre stage.

The dream was so vivid I could see, feel, and smell these old aeroplanes. And the sounds of the engineering was all there. I was so stoked to be wandering round in there. I was about to get my camera out when my alarm in real life went off, and woke me up. darn!!"

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Sometimes I will be thinking about warbirds before I fall asleep, then all at once I'm dreaming about being on a beach with this woman and she's asking me what kind of beer I like.

That reminds me of a joke my dad used to tell...........
"I had a dream I was hanging wallpaper and woke up with a hand full of paste"

I didn't know Miller Lite came on tap.

Silly joke aside, I dreamed for years about Bell 47s.

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Have been about 20 times or so. Though in my dreams, it's never quite so crowded

I've had some really weird ones... I have a recurring dream where a war breaks out while I'm at the Air Zoo, only it's a bizarro world Air Zoo with completely different aircraft on display. It's the same building, but there are an impossible amount of planes it, including an He111 and a P-12. I walk out of the hangar and look right and B-52s are being placed on what look like giant missile rails and launched into the sky. Sometimes there are T-38s and F-14s being launched in the same manner. All the while this is going on, warbirds are coming and going on the ramp and grass on the airport side of the museum. It's a head scratcher.

I also have a recurring dream where I'm at an "airshow", only army tanks are flying in circles in front of the crowd instead of aircraft.

These dreams make me think I need to reduce my caffeine intake...

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As a kid I used to dream I was in a spitfire chasing 109s over the channel. I'd also dream that I was in a navigator seat and would see as the airplane I was in, how it was shot down. When I discovered what happened to my granduncle, the hair on the back of my neck stood up because what I read, was exactly as I had dreamed for several years. I still have those dreams and everyonce in a while, i will dream I am in a bar and my uncle comes walking in and we catch up over some beers and scotch.

But yes I dream of warbirds too. Especially of flying my 80% scale P-47C replica that I build.

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Can't say why, but is a rare event for me to dream about flying.