October, 2005

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First Flight

Monday, October 31st, 2005

This weekend was the whole plan coming together, as if there were a plan. But at 12:30pm on Saturday afternoon, Adam and I climbed into our rented Piper Cherokee (N777VP) and took off from Santa Monica into the most gorgeous, clear, vibrant, Southern California sky you can imagine. Adam was at the controls and I was on the radios with the chart in my lap. Click to continue »

Actual Trip Time to Vegas

Monday, October 31st, 2005

Bob was along for the ride and took a ton of photographs.

RTW along for the ride

RTW along for the ride

Proposed Schedule for the Trip

  • 0800 Depart the studio
  • 0815 arrive at Santa Monica Airport (SMO)
  • 0830 Take off
  • 1000 Arrive Henderson Executive Airport (HND) The contractor will meet us there and bring us to the site.
  • 1130 return to HND, first meeting complete
  • 1200 arrive North Las Vegas Airport for second meeting
  • 1330 second meeting complete, depart for SMO
  • 1500 arrive SMO
  • 1515 arrive studio, we’ll see how exhausting the flying is

Actual Schedule

  • 0900 Depart the studio
  • 0915 arrive at Santa Monica Airport (SMO)
  • 1030 Take off
  • 1200 Arrive Henderson Executive Airport (HND) The contractor met us there and bring us to the site.
  • 1330 return to HND, first meeting complete
  • 1400 arrive North Las Vegas Airport for second meeting
  • 1600 second meeting complete, depart for SMO
  • 1800 arrive SMO
  • 1815 arrive studio

The flying wasn’t exhausting at all. It was great. I arrived at home a little buzzed, but so much more excited about everything than when I fly in and out of Vegas on Southwest. The flying itself was such a thrill. Maybe after a decade of doing it that goes away, I don’t know. More about the Diamond in another post. I have a backlog in my head.

Third German Flight Experience

Saturday, October 29th, 2005

This is the last of the Germany flight posts and while the airplane was conventional all the rest of the flight was not. When I returned from flying the Katana my host at the Max Planck noticed I was beaming and asked about my morning. Much to his surprise he was immediately subjected to my usual torrent of aviation related information and trivia complete with hand motions to signify the most important aspects of the flight. I am used to folks glazing over after just a few minutes, an effect I enjoy because it usually means I can chat on for at least another ten minutes before their fight or flight response kicks in. Stas however seemed fascinated. After just a few really expressive hand dives with appropriate motor noises he asked why I had not asked him along. I allowed that it was just a two seater airplane and riding on the wing would be a poor introduction to this wonderful sport.

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Travelogue to Vegas

Friday, October 28th, 2005

Yesterday I flew to Las Vegas in a Diamond DA40. Robert Stewart is a salesman for US Aero. Because I really can’t consider a plane seriously without flying it on what would be a standard flight for me (to Las Vegas to visit some projects), Robert was nice enough to agree to the long flight. Bob Whitehead (my business partner) came along for the ride. I will write some more about the trip in detail later, these are just a few choice photographs from the trip. (Bob had the camera most of the time and when I was downloading on my return I saw that he had taken 488.) Click to continue »

Buying Time

Wednesday, October 26th, 2005
Waiting for no plane...

Waiting for no plane...

Tomorrow will be a visit to Las Vegas. That’s where I have a couple architecture projects. I have tired of the cattle cars that SouthWest flies, and I can’t bring myself to charge my clients for tickets on the higher-priced airlines (they assign seats, but they take longer to load the plane, too). My business partner has done the lion’s share of site visits in the past couple years.

One of the things I have looked forwarded to with a pilots license was the ability to fly in and out of Las Vegas without landing at McCarren (there are a couple other airports in town). Click to continue »

Book: Flight of Passage

Monday, October 24th, 2005
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Cover

by Rinker Buck

I am not sure yet how these book reviews will work. I feel a little silly writing things here that I know are easily found with a few clicks on Amazon.Com. Nonetheless: Rinker Buck is fifteen years old and his brother Kern is seventeen years old. It is 1966 and they fly across the country in a Piper Cub. That’s an old tail dragger airplane, without a radio or GPS or lights of any sort.

Some of his writing about flying is perfect and exactly what I would have said. He is not the pilot his brother is, and as long as Adam retains his fifty-landing lead in our logbooks, I will feel the same way. (Adam has also done spins and spin recovery, landed on unpaved air strips and other more advanced flying.) The book is a memoir about brotherhood, but also about adventure. The technical details of flying aren’t picked apart too much, and there is quite a bit about Rinker’s relationship with his father. The more aviation books I read, the more I try to figure out what I might want to write. I am sure a lot of my writing will be here in the blog first, and some of it will be aloud, with Adam in the cockpit listening to my rants. (I always figure if you edit a rant down, slip some narrative in there and punch it up with a little character humor… why there’s a book right there waiting to be published.)

But for an English lesson… grounded

Monday, October 24th, 2005

When I finally figured out how to find the smaller airports in the Stuttgart area I began shamelessly emailing flying clubs asking if I might take a ride in one of their planes. I emailed several glider clubs and one motorflugzeug club. I had only one response, and it was from a very nice fellow who said that he would take me up on Saturday if I had time. I quickly returned to that club’s website and found they were flying a Bölkow and a Robin DR400. I had never heard of the Bölkow, but I knew the Robin to be a fabric and wood airplane of French design. From the photographs I assumed that the flying club was sponsored by Porsche, since the bright red Robin had a prominent Porsche stenciled on the bow.

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Book: Solo — My Adventures in the Air

Monday, October 24th, 2005

cover

by Clyde Edgerton

I am always a little curious about this sort of book. Mr. Edgerton has published a bunch books and eight of them were New York Times best sellers. So does his editor say, “Write anything you want, Clyde,” or does Clyde fight to publish this non-fiction account of his flying and military experience? There’s even a little bit near the end about his struggle to write Floatplane Notebooks, which I will probably snag and take a look at, but in general this feels a lot like Kurt Vonnegut’s Timequake.

There’s very little real writing; mostly it feels like musing. That’s fine at times, but there doesn’t feel like there’s much effort to carry a through-line or to really write each story as powerfully as possible. There are some nice descriptions of flying both near the beginning and near the end (when he gets back into a little plane). He seems to have trouble with the war effort he is a part of (Vietnam), but he stayed in until the end of his bit and he didn’t turn around and start protesting.

I would have liked some more about flying.