The sun was in my eyes and I couldn’t see if any of the jets had even made it into my frame! Luckily I got a few shots, and I am particularly glad that the stealth bomber was among them. The first time I saw a stealth glider I didn’t know one was going to fly by. I was sitting on the river and just happened to look up. It was the most amazing non-animal thing I’d ever seen in the sky, and the fact that it doesn’t make a sound made it even more beautiful. It was just this silent, gliding monster.
The jets were flying north to south down the Hudson River, and I believe they were heading to Philadelphia next.