The letter J was proving to be a little problematical. We had a few ideas, but nothing we could pull off effectively or that truly inspired the Guys. Then Ad and I took a walk one day in Forest Park, near the Science Museum, and just happened upon this grounded Blue Angel:
And we had our “J”.
It was a little tricky getting the rope over the tail hook – and doing so without the security cameras at the Science Museum, or any passersby, seeing us, but we managed.
We also found an unexpected opportunity for another J while we were packing up camp at Twisted Tryst.