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BUR To MAF

Today I flew from the Los Angeles area to Midland-Odessa, Texas for the Annual CAF Staff Meeting which starts tomorrow.

photo 01This was “Plan A” – I was going to fly out in the private plane of our Wing Leader. Something came up at the last minute, so…

20140226-232432.jpgThis was “Plan C.” (“Plan B” was to drive out, but common sense reared its ugly head.)

20140226-233529.jpgHoover Dam and that freakishly huge bridge over the gorge there where the Colorado River is dammed.

20140226-233654.jpgBehnd the dam is Lake Mead, with a very fractal-ly edge. Slartybardfast would have been proud.

20140226-233712.jpgI have to track down what airport this is, right next to a really neat canyon.

20140226-233804.jpgThe desert has a zillion different colors and shades and mesas and buttes and escarpments.

20140226-233908.jpgRivers give water and water means life out here.

20140226-233926.jpgSome of the salt beds stand out quite a bit, as in, “See it from space with the naked eye” standing out.

20140226-233942.jpgNear midland, there are mile upon mile upon mile upon mile upon mile of Grade A flatness with oil wells about every hundred yards as far as the eye can see.

Told you I would be taking a lot of pictures!

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Chaotic Travel On The Horizon

I’m one of those folks who likes to have travel plans pre-arranged at least to some extent. Airline reservations are a must, always done at least seven days in advance (fourteen is better) in order to get the best rates and selections. Hotel reservations in place, unless I’m driving cross-country, in which case I’ll at least have an idea of how far I want to go and where I should be looking for a Motel Six or Holiday Inn.

I understand that things happen, so if that flight gets delayed or cancelled, you have to adjust. That can be annoying and frustrating, but you deal with it as best you can and keep your options open. But before you even start the trip — that’s when I like to at least have an initial battle plan.

I found out a couple of weeks ago that I was going to Texas for the annual CAF National Staff Meeting. I’m supposed to be there tomorrow night for the conference to start on Thursday.

The plans I had when I got up this morning got scrapped around 10:30, at which point “Plan B” was history by 11:00, and we’re on to “Plan C”. I think I’ve got it now, but there were moments when I contemplated “Plan D”, which was to simply not go and cut my losses. Time will tell if that would have been the best choice.

Anyway, I need to be at Burbank earlier than I usually wake up and I still need to pack and I’m trying to think all of the things that I’ve forgotten and at least on Plans B & C I don’t have to worry about minimizing my luggage but I was really looking forward to the adventure and learning experience of Plan A but now it’s time to make Plan C work and at least I think I’ve gotten all of my digital and electronic minions primed and ready to go here while I’m gone and The Long-Suffering Wife is doing well after her surgery so I shouldn’t have to worry about her and I really hope that I can get back Sunday night in time for the Academy Awards show but in the meantime I’m planning on meeting lots of people and having a great time in Midland-Odessa.

Oh, I guess I need to get some sleep, also.  See ya’!

(Guess what — I’ll probably be taking lots of pictures along the way…)

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What A Really Long Day, What A Beautiful Sunset!

It was a long day out at Camarillo Airport, but at the end of the day there was the most marvelous pink, puffy sunset.

photo 1To the east, a cotton candy sky over the CAF’s C-46, “China Doll”

photo 2To the west, a couple of our aircraft under restoration as the sun sets. I particularly love the dark purple shadow stretching back from the clouds at the upper center.

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It Doesn’t Get ANY Better Than This!

When you get up in the morning, you never know where the day is going to take you. I did something today that was a life-long dream, with absolutely no idea that it was going to happen until it did.

For a card-carrying space cadet since my father dragged me out of bed at Zero-Dark-Thirty in 1961 to wait hours for Scott Carpenter to launch, I’ve always loved anything that flew.

Here in the 21st Century, the ultimate #1 coolest thing that I would sell my soul for is a trip to orbit. Soyuz, Virgin, Dream Chaser, Boeing — none of that matters. ISS, Bigelow, someone else — totally irrelevant. I want to someday see the planet Earth in my rear-view mirror!

#2 on the list, not too far down the ūber-awsome list, would be a chance to ride with the Blue Angels (F-18) or Thunderbirds (F-16). Ground level at 400 knots to 10,000 feet in under a minute, please, with the full aerobatic program to follow, pretty please with sugar on top!

#3 in my fantasies, again just a small step down the awsomesauce scale, would be flying in a P-51, the fastest and most feared fighter of World War II. I love seeing them scream by at air shows, I love hearing their 1500 horsepower engines turning fuel into noise.

Just like this one:
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Man O’ War is a P-51 that is flown by the Southern California Wing of the Commemorative Air Force. Aside from flying it at airshows and other events, we generate income by selling rides. The rides are not hellaciously expensive — but neither are they cheap. It was something high on my to-do list when I had earned a really expensive treat for myself, but it wasn’t going to happen soon.

Then about three months ago I noticed the CAF Southern California Wing needed someone to run for the Finance Officer’s staff position. I’m a CAF member, I had the experience, I had the time available, so I ran and got the job. It’s strictly a volunteer position (still have to find that paying job), but I get to work with a lot of great people, I get to help out a great organization, it gets me out of the house, it lets me keep my skills sharp, and I get to be around some awesome planes three or four days a week.

It turns out there was a chance at another perk.

Today I was doing accounting data entry and reconciling bank statements, routine stuff, learning the ropes there. One of our P-51 pilots came into the office. He needed to get in some proficiency flying time and was asking if anyone wanted to go up with him. It’s a pity to leave that seat empty…

Don’t mess with me, man! That’s not cool!

They weren’t kidding:
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OH. MY. GOD!!

If you’re anything like me and you ever get a chance to take a ride in a P-51, TAKE IT!

When you get up in the morning, you never know where the day is going to take you. Many days are routine, a few days really suck, and occasionally the karma fairy will dump a bucket of I-don’t-believe-I-get-to-do-this all over you.

That’s why we should get out of bed with a smile every morning. Today might be the day you get to fly a P-51. Or an F-18. Or go to orbit.

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Juicy Chunks O’ Wisdom For Wednesday, January 15th

‘Cause I’ve been laughing so hard I might have broken an internal organ or two, that’s why.

  • This is what damn near killed me tonight. I’ll entertain the idea that I’ve been dealing with some stress and pressure to the point where I was ready to pop like a balloon — this was the pointy thing that burst the bubble. Whatever. I still haven’t been able to read more than the first five or six comments without getting to the point where I can’t breathe and the dog’s whining because she thinks I’m dying.
  • There’s a very fine line between a cat trying to cuddle with you and a cat trying to see how much they can piss you off.
  • To Donald Trump and all of the other troglodytes who think that climate change is a hoax because they’re having winter, I would note that California’s in its worst drought on record and it was 95° F this afternoon in Orange County at 13:15.
  • At what point does being creative and purposefully “thinking outside the box” cross over into desperation and panic?
  • I actually had to use a trig function in a calculation for yesterday’s blog article. I’m still amazed that I remembered how to do it. (Shut up, Bob!)
  • It sucks when the dog gets old enough so she can’t jump up on the bed and instead just looks over the edge of it with those sad, brown eyes. “Anthropomorphism” my ass, you know that she remembers being able to jump up there, wants up there now, and knows that she can’t make it.
  • Whoa! Wide dynamic range of emotions there tonight, from laughing myself nearly into unconsciousness to sad, old dog eyes. As a pilot, you want to avoid those kinds of oscillations, they can lead to a loss of control. Which suddenly has a whole new meaning…
  • Tomorrow morning the nominations are announced for the Academy Awards and for us the scramble starts. How many of the nominated films for the “Big Five” categories (actor, actress, supporting actor, supporting actress, best film) can we see before awards night? That way we can have informed and knowledgeable completely useless opinions instead of our usual ignorance-based useless opinions.
  • How do they determine who the weakest link is in a “prayer chain”? Is it based on the honor system, does God rat you out, or do we just check with the NSA?
  • And to think, I get paid for writing this nonsense!
  • Wait, what?

Remember to floss. At a bare minimum, do it when you’re changing the batteries on the smoke detectors on the day when we “spring forward” or “fall back” into or out of Daylight Saving Time.

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New Kid On The Block

It was a lovely day to be out at Camarillo Airport, learning my new duties with the Southern California Wing of the Commemorative Air Force. While there I looked at the new kid on the block tarmac, a Grumman Albatross.

It’s not one of our aircraft and I don’t have the entire story, but it appears the owner needed a place to park it. We had a big slab of ramp with many WWII “cousin” aircraft buzzing about, so a deal got made.

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She is pretty!

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Not With A Bang

Oh, yeah, this…

One of my fears is that when I finally do take a day off and not post anything here (it’s going to happen, I don’t plan on posting daily for the rest of my life) it won’t be because I made a decision to do so, or because I’m travelling to Europe or Asia and can’t post anything, or because I’m in a coma or just have the flu. (Note that this “fear” isn’t like my fear of rattlesnakes or anything – perspective is everything.)

No, it will happen because I will get caught up doing a dozen other things before finally falling into bed, exhausted, only to wake up at 3:33 AM with the realization of what happened and that whole Wilhelm Scream thing scaring the crap out of The Long-Suffering Wife.

Today was nearly that day. I’ve been writing all night on another project…

2013-11-30 NaNoWriMo Scoreboard(Remember “Project A”?)

…and while that’s going much better than the last bit there, it’s on a deadline and I got caught up and was also watching the Kings’ game and then there’s this whole thing that’s going on which you’ll probably hear way too much about later and…

Hi, there. I have ever told you how much I love air shows? Guess how many pictures I can take in a day at a good air show?

Here’s a picture. We’ll talk later.

IMG_8145 (small)US Air Force Thunderbirds at Scott Air Force Base in Illinois, 2008

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IMSAFE

Damn, I miss flying. There have been a lot of adjustments and compromises that have come along with the last year’s worth of job hunting, but that one’s high on the list. I was thinking about that this evening when I’m feeling even more fricasseed than I was last night.

Maybe it’s that the holidays came in the middle of the week this year. One of the things I’ve noticed without the requirement to be in an office on a regular schedule is that the days of the week tend to blur together. That’s one of the reasons that I’ve tried my best to impose some regimentation and discipline on my schedule.

Maybe it’s that The Long-Suffering Wife has been on vacation and at home with me for the last week. Her regular work schedule has been a help to me by proxy even if I don’t have one, but that’s been gone for the last nine or ten days.

Maybe it’s some potential medical issues peeking over the horizon. I thought I was okay, but maybe it’s bothering me more than I thought.

Maybe it’s yesterday’s football game. Yeah, I’m passionate and had my hopes up, but I really do realize that it’s just a game. There are a lot of other higher priorities in life. Again, I thought I was okay, but maybe it’s bothering me more than I thought.

Maybe it’s some other issues that sort of lobbed themselves over the horizon in the last day or two. I am dealing with them and things seem to be back under control, but it’s one more thing on top of all of the above, so maybe it’s having more effect than I had thought it would.

Remember the scene near the end of “Revenge of the Jedi” when Luke faces off with Darth Vader, just before he loses his hand and Darth has his big reveal? Luke thinks that he’s ready for the battle, but Darth starts tossing equipment and debris at him. Luke fends of the first, and the second, and the third and fourth, but then they start coming faster and faster and two at a time and three at a time and bigger and faster and more and he’s overwhelmed.

I think I’m feeling just a bit like that. One thing I can handle. Two things, no problem. Three things, I’m feeling stretched thin. Four, I’m hanging on. Five, I’m in trouble. Six…

Anyway, with my brain and body feeling a bit like I’ve used way too much adrenaline in the last forty-eight hours or so, I was thinking about flying and wishing that I could go up again.

Then I realized that right now, even if I was current on my medical and proficiency, I would not be a good pilot.

Pilots use a lot of mnemonics and shortcuts to remember everything. One that’s fairly new (I think it was just starting to be used when I was doing my training about five years ago) is “IMSAFE“. It’s a checklist to take a look at the human factors in flying a plane, not just the plane’s mechanical factors or the weather.

  • Illness — Are you sick? Don’t fly!
  • Medication — Anything new? Anything unapproved? Anything that might make you drowsy? A plane definitely qualifies as “heavy equipment”…
  • Stress — Going through a divorce? Your boss is all over your case? Your wife is expecting any day? Is your focus going to be on the plane, or somewhere else?
  • Alcohol — Seems obvious, but if you’ve been drinking, you shouldn’t ever be flying!
  • Fatigue — Haven’t had a good night’s sleep? New kid screaming all night? New puppy? Burning the candle at both ends? Going to fall asleep in mid-flight?
  • Eating — Your schedule sucks so you grabbed a doughnut and coffee for breakfast, a granola bar and soda for lunch, and now you’re really starving and maybe a bit hypoglycemic but you’re pretty sure that you’ll be okay. Would you like to reconsider?

On that basis, I’m okay on at least three of the six and I thought that I was in pretty good shape on the other three, but given the battle I’m having at times to keep my attention span from being described as “puppy-like”, today (if I were flying) would be a classic example of when to recognize that something’s “off” and you need to step back and reconsider.

I bring this all up not just to have something to pontificate on tonight, but because this can also be a good check if everyone’s everyday life. It might not be quite as critical and you might have more slack to allow yourself if, say, you’re driving a car rather than flying a plane. But what if you’re driving for six or eight hours instead of just down to the grocery store? What if you’re driving a large truck?

Tonight I’ll do my best to get a good night’s sleep (Jessie, no 3:00 AM bathroom breaks, please!), get back on a weekly schedule, get proactive about dealing with the job thing and some of the other new stuff that I’m dealing with, and maybe make sure that I’m a little more aware of what I’m eating.

Tomorrow will be a better day. Keep it that way for yourself as well. If you have any doubts, step back and make sure you can tell yourself IMSAFE.

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Trade-A-Plane Lust

Once I achieved a lifelong dream and got my private pilot’s license in 2009, it became obvious that staying current and enjoying the use of my license was not going to be cheap. I rent from my flight school, and it runs about $150/hour for a newer model Cessna 172. You can rent an older Cessna 150 for about $120/hour, or you can join a flying club and pay about $80 to $100/hour, plus annual dues of $1,000 or so.

Or you can buy your own plane. With required maintenance, insurance, fuel, and then maintenance for items that pop up outside of the regular cycle, this isn’t that cheap either. But, having said all of that, the biggest expense in buying your own plane is, well, the plane.

Some simple research on the websites for Cessna and Cirrus will show that a new four passenger plane, fully loaded with avionics, will run anywhere from about $150K to about $250K. If you want to get a bigger plane, like a Caravan, or a twin-engine plane, like a Baron, things get much more expensive much more quickly.

But then, after I got on a bunch of mailing lists for this FAA thing and that AOPA thing, I started getting copies of the “Trade-A-Plane” magazine a couple times a year.

Oh. My. God.

It’s a great big classified ad newspaper with whole huge sections for parts, repairs, accessories, and so on. But about half of it is for used planes for sale. And what planes! You can find anything in there!

Yeah, yeah, dozens and hundreds of used Cessna 172s (depending on age, condition, and equipment, from $25K to $50K) and Cirrus SR20s ($120K to $225K). And Beechs ($35K to $150K). And plenty of “as is” planes that need some work and need to be brought current on the mandatory maintenance and inspections, but you can get them for $15K to $25K.

But then you can start looking through other sections and it’s like getting the old Sears Christmas Catalog when you were a kid!

Cessna 414 twins for $100K to $300K. Piper Twin Comanches for $65K to $100K. Beech Baron twins from $150K to $350K.

Want something bigger, like one of those regional business turboprops? Get a Mitsubishi MU-2M or a Piper Cheyenne for $500K, or a King Air 200 for $600K.

Need a business jet? Learjets, Cessna Citations, Embraer Phenoms, and Gulfstreams from $800K to $8M.

Still not big enough? There are listings for 737’s for $4.5M, 747’s for $20M, 757’s for $9.5M (a steal!), and a 767 for only $6M (but it needs new engines).

Don’t like Boeing? How about an Airbus A-320 for $91.5M? (Includes all engines!)

How about something more personal and more fun to fly? How about a classic Beech 18S twin (think “Sky King”!) for $130K?

Flying aerobatics? Get a Citabria for $50K or a Pitts S-2C for $145K.

Want an open air bi-plane? Get a Waco for $225K, or better yet, a 1937 Stearman PT-17 for$70K!

The cream of the crop? Get a P-51 Mustang for $2,145,000 or an F4U-7 Corsair for $2,600,000.

Helicopters! Crop dusters! Float planes!

Want a rural property with its own landing strip? They’re listed. Want to buy your own freakin’ airport? Ditto.

Yes, indeedy! It’s a happy day for fantasies and “when I win the lottery” planning when Trade-A-Plane comes in the mail!                                                                                                                                                                                 

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Hot Air Ballooning

They say to write what you know…

On Saturday I posted pictures from Manitou Springs, Colorado, which has been a location used in my NaNoWriMo novel this month. A few days later I wrote two chapters that centered around a hot air balloon ride. There was a reason that I found the action in those chapters relatively easy to write.

IMG_3657 smallThe Long Suffering Wife and I went hot air ballooning about four years ago in Temecula, California. We were in a convoy of  four balloons. Here you can see how the balloons are all being laid on on these huge tarps as they’re set up.

IMG_3659 smallHere’s our basket being attached to the canopy. The big burners are on the left, at the top of the basket. You can also see the gas-powered fan that’s used to blow air into the canopy until it fills enough for the big burners to be turned on.

IMG_3661 smallWe’re inflating the canopy, I’m helping to hold the mouth of the balloon open so that the hot air can be blown into it.

IMG_3683 smallOnce the fan has blown enough air into the canopy, the burners get lit off. The canopy inflates and starts to lift quickly. In the basket, you can see The Long Suffering Wife on her back, waiting to be lifted vertically when the whole rig tilts up.

IMG_3690 smallAnd there it goes, starting to become buoyant.

IMG_3699 smallThe fleet is starting to rise.

IMG_3727 smallWe got off the ground, leaving beind the final balloon. You can see where we set up in some empty lot that they used, the area covered with tarps from the balloon setup. The ground crews pick up all the gear and tarps, then starts chasing us so they’re ready to help us land in an hour or so.

IMG_3802 smallThe view from on high. The third shadow in the bottom right  is us. We’re heading down to land out in these fields.

IMG_3814 smallWe landed and got pulled over onto our side by the collapsing canopy. I scrambled out first (and got something on the lens of the camera for my trouble) with Ronnie following. The other passengers just hung out and chilled until it was their turn.

IMG_3828 smallOne of the other balloons in our group came in and landed fifty yards away. They stayed upright. Here you can see their canopy collapsing as the vents are pulled loose and all of the hot air spills out the top. (A third balloon can be seen just landing in the distance.)

Let there be no doubt — this was a LOT of fun! Ronnie and I would both go do this again in a heartbeat, any time.

FYI, it also makes great material for years later when your protagonist needs a way to scout a remote desert location.

 

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