'Scuse me while I kiss the sky

The other day I was walking back from Hythe along the coast. As you come to the edge of the town there is a stretch where the promenade runs between the sea and a small golf course. As I reached this stretch I became aware that there was a brightly coloured helicopter hovering just overhead. I watched it run back and forth a couple of times, then it circled and came in to land on the golf course. Since from where I was standing I couldn't see anything else, I continued walking. That's when I became aware of a group of half a dozen people about a hundred yards ahead of me. Then they stopped, started peering up into the empty sky, one of them pointed, and they all turned slowly as if they were watching something. It was eerily as though they were following the helicopter I had seen land just a minute before.