This is because I have yet to enter a decade that, in one way or another, wasn't a Golden Age, including this one.
At a recent hangar party, I met a woman who owns a very nice Piper Cherokee.
The destination for our eight-ship of warbirds was Rapid City, S.D., but it wasn't looking good.
It was late December, and I had been stuck in Guam for five days, waiting for a stubborn typhoon to move out of the way between America's westernmost territory and Japan.
I recently stumbled across the study, which was sponsored by the FAA's Office of Aerospace Medicine. I don't recall hearing about it when it was completed in May of 2006. ...
For many sport aviation-industry watchers at this year's Aero trade show—it's the annual European bash right after our Sun 'n Fun—the star attraction was Peter Funk's magnificent FK51 Mustang.
Recently, I asked the owner of an airplane for his physical address, and he said he didn't have one.
Today's light-sport market boasts 131 ASTM-certified airplanes and is as diverse as it has ever been.
I was delivering a Malibu to Neuquen, Argentina, a few years ago, flying the route we usually take to Patagonia in South America.
We can't be flying all the time, though some would prefer it. I admit I'm a lousy spectator.
Roaming through the expansive winged carnival that is the annual Sun 'n Fun International Fly-In & Expo, I fairly marvel each year at how much changes from visit to visit—and how much doesn't.
Rather than just hand-wringing at the inability of general aviation to bring its accident rates in line with those of the scheduled airlines, the NTSB is trying to cajole and educate pilots and others who might have some influence.
I've decided that I don't know a damn thing about airplanes and even less about flight instructing.
Have you ever wondered what it's like to be flying in close formation with another airplane, seeing the tiniest movement of an aileron, the heat curling from the exhaust? ...
It's a story of deserted beaches, do-it-yourself runways, a wildebeest migration, fee negotiations, active volcanoes and two highly modified Super Cubs. ...
New airplanes sell (or don't sell) for a variety of reasons.
One more thing: She just earned her sport-pilot wings. And she did it all from a wheelchair.
As of mid-2012, the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration's (NOAA) Satellite Operations Center in Suitland, Md., had about 355,000 of the newer 406 MHz emergency beacons registered in its SARSAT database.
On the back of the sheath, it says, "A.F. Linde, O-930832." That was the pilot's name and service number.
When you think of camping with an airplane in the backcountry, a Cirrus—known for its luxury cross-country capabilities—probably isn't the first thing that comes to mind. ...
I had delivered the Beech Duke to Abu Dhabi, United Arab Emirates, five months before on the premise that the airplane might be able to improve rainfall. ...
In 1984, I trained with air show pilot Duane Cole at Luck Field in Burleson, Texas, for the Intermediate category of the U.S. National Aerobatic Championships. ...
A student may show an initial tendency to move the bar in the direction of the desired turn.
A leading aviation magazine recently ran a story that proclaimed the LSA industry as a "segment in critical condition."
Last week, one of those moments had me trying to fish my phone out from under my five-point harness—and failing.
When we ask pilots what their dream airplane is, we rarely receive a one-airplane reply.
After going to an air show in Canada and a competition in Wisconsin in 1983, I knew that flying aerobatics was what I was meant to do.
I called up Flight Watch crossing the Colorado River at Lake Havasu and learned that most of the Los Angeles Basin was rapidly deteriorating toward IFR minimums. ...
Browse through the Federal Aviation Regulations (FARs), and you'll see specifications for experience in many areas of piloting.
All of us have curious habits that we'd just as soon have no one know about.