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mendel alerts me to this photo taken by his father. Apparently Canadians are pretty hardcore about their national day of celebration, enough so that they're willing to give happy, water-bottle-waving celebrants a shot at the noise, dust blast, and extreme fucking danger of a military helicopter landing zone.

I know they're not in the roped-off zone etc. etc. but if it was me I'd be some distance from that scene unless it was imperative that I get in the helicopter right away. I have no need to follow in Vic Morrow's... er... headsteps?

Mack, Kenn, can you confirm that this is insane?