cshodges
Filing Flight Plan
Got my private license last November, working on the 2nd hundred hours now. Joined a flying club. Having a great time!
Here's the most adrenaline I've felt while still sitting on the ground:
A couple months ago I was working on a complex rating, finished the run up near 17L, and watched a Baron coming in. I said to my instructor, "Hey, is his gear still up?" "It is!" He grabs the mic, "Gear up! Go around, go around!" -- but alas, we were still tuned to ground, not tower. "Ground, sorry for shouting in your ear like that." "That's okay, we appreciate the help. We relayed the message, but it was too late." "Well, I guess we'd like to taxi to 17R now..." And that was about the time the trucks came screaming out to the runway. Luckily, the only injury in that accident was a little pride. 17L was still closed for landing when we came back an hour and a half later (but they were allowing small GA planes intersection takeoffs past the accident).
Then I land, tie down the plane, get out my phone, and I have about 30 text messages from family members. "Are you okay?" "There was a crash!" "Where are you?" "Found you on Find My Friends, so I guess it wasn't you!"
Here's the most adrenaline I've felt while still sitting on the ground:
A couple months ago I was working on a complex rating, finished the run up near 17L, and watched a Baron coming in. I said to my instructor, "Hey, is his gear still up?" "It is!" He grabs the mic, "Gear up! Go around, go around!" -- but alas, we were still tuned to ground, not tower. "Ground, sorry for shouting in your ear like that." "That's okay, we appreciate the help. We relayed the message, but it was too late." "Well, I guess we'd like to taxi to 17R now..." And that was about the time the trucks came screaming out to the runway. Luckily, the only injury in that accident was a little pride. 17L was still closed for landing when we came back an hour and a half later (but they were allowing small GA planes intersection takeoffs past the accident).
Then I land, tie down the plane, get out my phone, and I have about 30 text messages from family members. "Are you okay?" "There was a crash!" "Where are you?" "Found you on Find My Friends, so I guess it wasn't you!"