Cross-Country Flying Stories
Cross-country flying stories from Bill Cox offer fantastic insight into what pilots face on long distance flights. Dig into our X-Country Log today.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
To retract or not to retract? That is the question.
My first airplane was a retractable, but it was sometimes hard to tell. It was a purely stock 1946 Globe Swift GC1B, and while the main wheels would retract—eventually—there often seemed to be little effect on performance. Though the airplane was a cute little devil and a fairly primo example of its kind, its performance was a country mile behind the “book.”
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Return To Goose Bay
There’s nothing so constant as change. Trouble is, change is hard to come by in the far north.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Always The Weather
Fall, not winter, is the tough time in some parts of the world
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
A simple, four-hour round-trip helps remind me of the reliability of GA airplanes
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Ode To The Fast Lane
General aviation answers a question that wasn’t important until recently
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Memories Of Africa, Part VI
Seven days to Cameroon
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Great Sandy Australia
See Down Under—on the coast
Monday, September 1, 2008
Secrets Of Johnston Island
An emergency landing on a top-secret base
Majuro in the Marshall Islands has to be one of the world's more remote locations.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
How To Blimp
Goodyear proves that low and slow can be fun
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Nauru—For The Birds
This island nation once operated the world’s hardest-working 737
I'd overflown Nauru perhaps a dozen times. It's almost directly between Majuro, capital of the Marshall Islands, and the famous Henderson Field at Honiara, Solomon Islands.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Llamas & Condors
XC Log: Try South America
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Paws In The Sky
Dogs make wonderful copilots, even if they do sometimes complain about the landings
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Safety—A Tough Sell
Blame it on pilot error
Saturday, March 1, 2008
Why Learn To Fly?
The payback can outstrip the cost by a factor of several thousand
Friday, February 1, 2008
Memories Of Africa, Part V
Taking detours into South Africa
Saturday, December 1, 2007
The Odyssey Of Glacier Girl
The world's most famous warbird takes on the North Atlantic
1942: A flight of six P-38s and two B-17s departs Sondrestrom Fjord, Greenland, for Reykjavik, Iceland, on their way to the WWII European Theater of Operations as part of Operation Bolero. It’s an ambitious project, initiated by General Hap Arnold, tired of seeing his aircraft ride cargo ships to the bottom of the Atlantic, victims of Hitler’s dreaded U-boats.
Sunday, January 1, 2006
The Katrina Aftermath
General-aviation pilots played a huge role in helping hurricane victims
My timing couldn’t have been worse. On Monday, August 29, 2005, I boarded an American Airlines 767 out of Los Angeles and headed for Orlando, Fla., well aware that Hurricane Katrina was scheduled to come ashore at exactly the same time when we’d be passing overhead. The storm had grown taller than 50,000 feet, far above the maximum altitude of a 767, and was directly in our flight path.
Tuesday, November 1, 2005
Iceland, The Prequel
Summertime flying in the North Atlantic can be vicious
This is being written on the road or, more accurately, in the sky. As I tap out these words on my Think Pad, I’m cruising comfortably at FL390 in a British Airways 747, only two hours out from Heathrow Airport in London. I’m flying to Jolly Old England to explore the puzzling British penchant for cold meat as well as warm beer.
Saturday, October 1, 2005
Through The Eyes Of A Ferry Pilot
Observing places, people and planes is part of the job
Almost by definition, half of every delivery flight I make is on an airliner. I’ve been able to dovetail ferry flights to and from the same destinations a total of once in nearly 30 years of delivering airplanes.
Thursday, September 1, 2005
The Go/No-Go Decision
It’s better to be safe than sorry
Every pilot has his own tolerance for risk, but most of us who fly ferry across the oceans on a semi-regular basis have developed our own set of guidelines for when we will or won’t fly. We like to hope that those guidelines make perfect sense, but they often don’t. They’re just our way of doing things, they work, and that’s all that matters as long as they keep us alive.