Saturday, September 12, 2020
Saturday, September 05, 2020
|Me and Jeff|
|Bob's C-172 and Brett's C-140|
|My Commander 112A|
|Bob & Brett heading North, I'm heading SE|
Wednesday, September 02, 2020
When I got home from flying Sunday, I started a headache. Not really feeling that great, I just blitzed through the video editing. I even deleted my dash cam video too, just didn't feel like going through it all. Of course yesterday I felt better and this morning I feel great.
Now, after watching my video, I wish I just waited until I felt better to add all the footage I had captured. It is what it is, and instead I'm putting together a Wing View Wednesday review of this past Sunday's trip.
So here it is, enjoy. A little bit of tour guide and noting a few landmarks and waterways along the journey.
Sunday, August 30, 2020
|Sporting my new - Our Wyoming Life T-shirt|
I posted on FB asking if anyone was flying in the tri-state area for a breakfast run this morning. Bob C posted on the North East Flyers group. Chris was on board with his beautiful V tail Bonanza and I was flying our magic carpet, the Commander.
The plan was to meet at Hammonton, NJ (N81) at 9:30ish. I could have left sooner but I needed fuel. The fuel truck wasn't up and running until 7:45. The Commander took on 17 gallons, adding to what was on board (40 GAL) for a total new total of 57 gallons. After tugging 3 Tango Charlie out we headed for runway three-two. It was busy this morning, the jump plane was on its third load of dropping meat bombs, and the transient traffic was picking up.
With my run-up completed I rolled for three-two and climbed out. On the last flight I missed setting the HDG on for the autopilot, even after checking to make sure the compass and Direction Gyro were in sync. One should have this HDG set in case the AP somehow comes online, it's good to keep flying on the correct heading without any sudden turns or surprises. Today I made sure that task was completed.
|Climbing to cross the Delaware Bay|
I climbed out fat dumb and happy to be flying on a beautiful day. Unfortunately my rust was showing as I missed my typical one thousand foot checks leaving the pump, and landing lights on. Duh! I mentally scolded myself needing to get in the game. I noticed my airspeed was slow, even with the nasty headwinds I knew I should be climbing faster. Ok, get the scan going. Manifold pressure and RPM's locked along with mixture near full rich. Hey, what are those three green lights doing on? What a dumb butt, let's retract the gear and the one notch of flaps. Wow, so embarrassed to even share this.
|Now pointed for KWWD|
Anyone that knows me and my flying can tell you how I run my cockpit. Sigh...Today wasn't pretty on the first leg. Somehow I manage to cross the bay and communicate with Atlantic City Approach. I had been monitoring but I heard Chris's tail number and approach say they didn't hear them check in, meaning another plane. I knew he was looking for me so I asked for flight following and approach passed along a message that the destination was changed. I had already noticed Chris flying south about my three o'clock, he was headed to Cape May (KWWD). I advised approach I was making a 180 and now headed to WWD too.
It was windy today and I had to dance on the rudder pedals to make a nice landing on runway two-eight. It felt great shedding the rust and getting back in the game. Gusty landing with a crosswind always provide a good test of skills and a workout.
There is NO indoor seating at Cape May, the party is strictly outdoors. I guess Chris and I waited fifteen minutes or so then secured seating in the shade. The place was really busy but the service and food were excellent.
|Climbing over Cape May Harbor to recross the Delaware Bay|
With breakfast complete we headed back out to the ramp. There were plenty of planes lined up and still a few arrivals. Chris and I saddled up and taxied out for our separate destinations. I taxied out behind a Cessna who turned off on a taxiway for his run-up, I went to the hold short line. I launched for home and flowed through my checklist items, remembering gear, flaps, and thousand foot checks. I settled in for the Bay crossing, watching banner tow planes shadowing the shoreline.
|Crossing RT 54 at Fenwick, DE|
Ocean City was busy with the jump planes still buzzing and other traffic mixing in for runway three-two. I swapped communications with a Cirrus on the practice GPS 32 approach as he was about six miles out. I could have easily turned base and landed but I didn't want to mess up his approach. I advised I would follow him, number two for the field. The cirrus pilot then declared it was a low approach only. Oh well, I'm flying, it's fun, and I can fly over the water a few miles off shore and at least check out all the boats.
Overall a fun day once I cleaned up my procedures. Not flying every few days has really built up the rust and I need to keep flying to shed that. I hope to get in the air again this week.
Tuesday, August 18, 2020
Today I wanted to take some time to research and teach myself how to add time line chapters to my videos. I was pleasantly surprised how easy it was to add this feature to my video editing.
There are a couple of ways to attack the issue. First, you can add the time line, and description, when you upload the video.
Pretty easy peasy. Give it a try on your next video production. At the very least it will help you find the points of interest you want to review.
Monday, August 10, 2020
I received a text and a couple of emails about the Cessna 441 that I had posted pictures of, nose down, on the ramp here at Ocean City.
When I went flying yesterday I noticed the plane was sitting in her proper stance and the props were gone. Of course I had to take a closer look and noticed the engine nacelles are sealed up in plastic. Not only is she on her feet but the props and engines are out. There looked to be some runway rash under her nose, but, i didn't get out of my vehicle to get any closer. I can only imagine the expen$ive repair bill for this beautiful aircraft.
I'm sure it was a heck of a ride when the gear collapsed. Good job on the pilot for keeping all on board safe, and keeping the plane on the runway.
Sunday, August 09, 2020
It was a quickly put together fly-in breakfast meet through Facebook. We had four planes and five people attending. Chris and his bride made the hop in their V-tail Bonanza, Les arrived in his Sundowner, Bob in his 172, and me in our Commander.
It has been 25 days since I last flew and it showed on the flight from OCMD to Cambridge. The return trip was normal, checklist items flowing and no feeling of what did I miss.
I was above the cloud layer at three thousand and had to find a hole to descend through to make my way towards the pattern for runway one-six. The pattern was an absolute beehive of activity, crazy busy, planes everywhere.
|Approaching Cambridge MD KCGE|
I had to go around due to a Cessna still on the runway when I was just coming over the numbers. I side stepped right and climbed out. The rust was showing. The muscle reflex of Cram, Climb, Clean, Cool, Communicate wasn't there. Oh I went full power, left the gear extended, and slowly retracted the flaps. I didn't touch the cowl flaps. Somehow I did manage to communicate. The DA was around eleven hundred and 3 Tango Charlie was dragging around the pattern. Ughh...not my best display of piloting skills.
Four of us waited for a good amount of time due to limited seating, a full ramp of planes, and some locals. When we were finally seated it took some time to take our order, which worked out perfect for Bob, who had a late start due to fog.
|It was still busy, even on departure|
I skirted around Salisbury to the north wanting to remain below the cloud layer. I didn't want to climb above for the last twelve minutes of flight time to OXB.
|Missing the Delta Space|