Passionate about planes, on earth and in the sky
Groups of young people from Tucuman are concentrated around the Benjamin Matienzo International Airport. Those who pass by and see them without much attention might wonder what they’re doing there or where they came from. They’re called spotters and they’re passionate about aviation. They have a huge attraction to these flying devices. Tucuman spotters virtually track flights from anywhere in the world until they reach the Garden of the Republic.
They are known in the networks as Tucumán Spotters: they are a group of young people who enjoy planes, flying on them or photographing them. Spotter is an English word that means “hunter”, but photographic. There are car spotters, boat spotters, train spotters, and whatever we imagine. But popularly the word is related to aircraft capture.
The beginning of the spotters in Tucumán
In Tucumán the Twitter account @AeropuertoTuc was the pioneer in bringing local aviation to life in the networks. It was the account that motivated Simon Dumit and Juan Pablo Reyes to get in touch to hunt planes. Later they joined Lautaro Lugones and Guillermo Quintana .
The passion for aircraft of each of them led them to to form this group, and also to develop a different link with aviation. Quintana has his title of Cabin Crew and only a few formalities separate from the sky. Reyes is giving his final grades in high school and with the mind put on what follows that, of course, will be linked to aviation. Lugones makes his art and passion fly in a music band called Grupo Alma. It Dumit’s passion is summed up in one sentence: “I would be able to work on the airport kiosk so as to be close to the planes.” He’s a young man who has passed all the tests necessary to be a ramp operator, but has epilepsy and that doesn’t allow him to enter. But his conviction has the same force a turbine of an A380 and ensures that it will overcome it.
One day came the Boeing 777 from Qatar and spotters Tucuman gathered at the headboard to register the landing. When the plane was already in sight, a train stood between them and the runway obstructing eyesight. Without thinking, they got on the stopped train; it started to shake violently. The captain of the train had seen them, thought that wanted to attack the train and found a way to get them off.
The scares aren’t just above the planes, too. They’re outside. One night, waiting for the arrival of a plane in full dark, saw that a collective stopped in front of them. The transport went away, and stood alone in front of a hooded guy. He began to approach them, the tension increased, finally took off the hood. He was a friend of they had gone unannounced. There are scares that end in laughter.
Licenciado en Comunicación Social y periodista. Soy instructor de tenis y gané un Interclubes, también soy jugador y crítico de videojuegos. Siento que tengo un superpoder, pero aún no logro descubrir cuál es ni su alcance, imagino que es escribir. Siempre con la guardia alta.