The single-engine warbird inventory that's available to us civilians is so deep that it's hard to cover it all.
It doesn't seem that long ago that more than just the TV was black-and-white.
In 1966, teenage brothers Rinker and Kernahan Buck bought an old Piper PA-11 Cub for $300, rebuilt it in their parents' barn in New Jersey, then flew it across the United States in a near-mythic odyssey.
Pilot careers are nothing if not tumultuous. Right now, we're in uncharted territory, as regional airlines are experiencing the worst pilot shortage since regional service in the 1950s.
The USAF Thunderbirds made their debut Oshkosh appearance, and night air shows kept the wow factor high after dark.
Beech Barons have always been among the best-handling twins in the sky, but they did have a curious anomaly.
You can feel the history in these aircraft just by walking up to them.
It was almost surreal standing on the ramp and realizing that the flight I had just finished began two years before it finally happened. ...
It's not often you get to meet a legend. ...
One of the great joys of this job is that I've been allowed to interview and get to know some of the most interesting pilots in aviation.
Early Monday morning under gorgeous Nevada skies, the dark cloud was blown away over the Reno Air Races as the Formula One Class took to the skies. ...
There's only one Cub, just as there's only one Wright Flyer, Joe DiMaggio or Golden Gate Bridge.
If you ask the average high-school student today about working as an airline pilot, you might get more questions than answers.
Sixty years and half-a-million airplane lovers per year can't be wrong.
In 1927, Charles Lindbergh flew The Spirit of St Louis from New York to Paris non-stop, defining exploration for the 20th century. ...
The USS Hornet's radio operator intercepted a message in Japanese at 07:45; its origins were close. Just earlier, SBD Dauntless aircraft that had launched off the USS Enterprise had spotted a small Japanese fishing vessel, and then later flew...
My flight student Matt Rickman and I departed Southern California for Illinois at the end of June, just as summer thunderstorms began to pummel the Midwest. ...
It’s ironic that most general aviation pilots consider a possible engine failure as their greatest fear.
I’m still amazed when I land. I sometimes sit in the cockpit, as the gyros wind down and the prop clicks to a stop, and wonder at the magic of it all. ...
On an overcast, humid June day, I top a high dike built to prevent the Susquehanna River from flooding William T. Piper Memorial airport.
There appears to be a bank of sea fog rolling in off the Atlantic as we're cleared for a predawn takeoff on runway 09 at Titusville's Space Coast Executive Airport in Florida.
Fantasy time: A shadow flashes across you as you walk toward the airport cafe.
Determining aircraft types isn't as easy as it used to be, when seeing a hump on the front meant it was a 747, and three tail-mounted engines indicated you were in for a noisy 727 departure.
In American Indian lore, the coyote is a mythic totem, known variously as the prairie wolf, God’s dog and the trickster.
Like the pendulum on a giant grandfather clock, the availability of aviation jobs goes back and forth in giant, lazy swings.
The year’s first major aviation show, Florida’s U.S. Sport Aviation Expo, went off swimmingly, if a mite frigidly in January, with good attendance, thanks to show organizer Bob Woods and his friendly volunteers.
Sixty miles northeast of Los Angeles, restricted airspaces R-2508 and R-2515 cover Rosamond Dry Lake, home of Edwards Air Force Base.
Number One’s three-blade prop begins to turn-cough-turn. The engine whines, whines, then belches out clots of smoke as the big Wright Cyclone thunders to life. Joe Colmer, 93, feels the rumble through the metal seat.
It’s perhaps the most iconic military airplane in t...
What began only a...