Wednesday, August 23, 2017

I flew an airplane

I flew an airplane today.  All the way to Wagga Wagga and back.  I landed it twice.  We didn't crash.  Nobody died, and nobody was significantly injured.  Hurrah for me.  It was fun.  I get to do it all over again tomorrow

The End.

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Flying


 
They let me sit in it, technically for four flights, but I left after two because that jumpseat is no good for my back, butt, or my sanity.  Also the headset was heavy and made my neck hurt.  Also I wanted leftover tacos for dinner and staying at work until 2200 wasn't in the game plan.

Annoyingly we were limited to FL250 (or 25,000' for the uninitiated) because of an equipment failure, which was annoying because the ATR is also limited to FL250 and I really wanted to go higher.

AND, it climbs beautifully beautifully well, through FL200 we were climbing at 4500fpm and it made my heart glad.  Yay for performance.

Now I have three days to study before my first actual training day on Thursday - and three days to ponder whether I really really really need to spend $1395 on a headset.  I'd be foolish to not look after my neck though 😑

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Chocolate Drama

An eventful 24hours with Lily, a welcome home present, perhaps?  Retaliation for my leaving her again so soon?  Either way, while I was at work she did this:



It was in my suitcase, unopened.  125g of milk chocolate (minus the 16% caramel chips).  I didn't even get a taste.

Anyway, a trip to Emergency ensued and she spent the last 20h there.  Induced vomiting, activated charcoal, an IV and heart medication to slow down her racing heart.  Now she is just fine, but with strict instructions for NO boisterous activities due to the heart thing.

I went to visit her this morning and she was cute but pitiful.





It's ever so nice to have her home - howbeit $958 later!  Thankfully I should get 80% back with pet insurance.

Oh, and mere minutes after we get home I find her licking the carpet in my bedroom where she ate the chocolate!  What a brat!


Finally asleep in the comfort of my bed. 

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Be still my heart

Every time she sighs so hard that her whole body moves in sympathy my heart breaks just a little more.

24h home and I'm about to head out for a day's groundschool.  She is sitting immovable on my lap, immovable except for the whole-body-sighs.


She was so cute yesterday morning, just a little wiggly, licky ball of squeaks.  She clung and licked and oh it was so nice to see she hadn't forgotten me.

Her new bandana - a gift from Alaska - suits her too.



And now?  Now I must work out how to pry her out of my arms to leave her again.

I think I'm having as many abandonment issues as she is.



Saturday, August 12, 2017

Guernsey

Waking up this morning to see the weather in Guernsey was 200m visbility, overcast at one hundred feet, light drizzle and fog, I was worried that our day might be ruined, but for once in its life the forecast improvement late morning was actually right.

I drove to Dunkeswell slightly early as I was afraid of being late - and popped in to the WWII remembrance centre to have a look around.  Unfortunately it needed a lot more time than the 15 minutes I had, so I shall return another day.


This is an airfield that the USAF flew out of (mainly B24s) from 1942 onwards to do raids on U-boats in the Atlantic.  Pretty cool little centre.

On to the real reason for my early arrival, I then hurried back to the flying club to sort out the aircraft's in/out paperwork and landing fee, by which time Terry had landed and we headed out to the Bonanza.


Terry and I, complete with life jackets.


An obligatory V-tail photo.

For the way out, I sat in the back and Mike, Terry's friend and the owner of the airplane, flew, and on the way back Terry flew and I sat RHS and did a few not particularly useful things like write down the atis (wrong QNH, tsk tsk) and change radio frequencies - and of course take lots of pictures.


Approach to EGJB


Departure from EGJB (we may or may not have had the appropriate plate on board and fudged the departure, I can't rightly say)


Approaching Exeter: this is Sidmouth, where my new chief pilot is from.


Dunkeswell aerodrome


Standing under the Swiss tail of the BE35 in Guernsey - sorry this photo is out of chronological order.


A rather useless photo to prove that Terry was flying... as the photos I got of his face over-exposed and didn't work out! 


Final approach into Dunkeswell.

The day was so amazing, including going for lunch in Guernsey with Terry, Mike, Len(?) and John in the café whose name we discussed at length and which I have forgotten how to spell.

I got the opportunity to talk about aviation all day which was great, with aviation people, which is greater, as there's nothing worse than trying to explain things to People Who Don't Understand.

It was ever so kind of Mike to let me come in his aircraft, and of Terry to invite me - well I sort of invited myself but he helped - and just an all out Great Day Out.

I think I should make this small-aircraft-flying a habit. That would however mean that I would need to become proficient and would require some effort on my part!  Not to mention 💰💰💰

Guernsey

Waking up this morning to see the weather in Guernsey was 200m visbility, overcast at one hundred feet, light drizzle and fog, I was worried that our day might be ruined, but for once in its life the forecast improvement late morning was actually right.

I drove to Dunkeswell slightly early as I was afraid of being late - and popped in to the WWII remembrance centre to have a look around.  Unfortunately it needed a lot more time than the 15 minutes I had, so I shall return another day.


This is an airfield that the USAF flew out of (mainly B24s) from 1942 onwards to do raids on U-boats in the Atlantic.  Pretty cool little centre.

On to the real reason for my early arrival, I then hurried back to the flying club to sort out the aircraft's in/out paperwork and landing fee, by which time Terry had landed and we headed out to the Bonanza.


Terry and I, complete with life jackets.


An obligatory V-tail photo.

Here I must pause as the Bristol Airport Wifi is unlikely to support a multiple-photo post.

Friday, August 11, 2017

All the relations

So nice to see everyone today, although there was a lot of activity in a very small space!


My two favourite 'Napthine' aunts.


One of my very favourite cousins, Tom, with JC - not quite sure what the conversation was about: note the phone wielding grandparents (my parents) in the very back.


We had to get some obligatory group shots with 'Great Grandma' - my grandma, with the Alaskan tribe.  I thankfully got a couple of nice shots before the boys deteriorated into the inevitable face pulling!


Meghan's masterpiece at the café.


Everyone watching the girls sing: the grandparents complete with mobile devices to record.


The singing duo (my nieces), bro & nephew on the right.  Cousin Milo, another favourite, on the left.



Priscila, Tom's wife, making Jude's acquaintance.  Jude even solo sang for everyone! 

I think that is sufficient for tonight: tomorrow shall be a flying blog - but may not be posted straight away - watch this space!