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I can tell you that for one lap prior, the plane never ran so well.
This time of year, we winter-bound types shiver our timbers and wistfully harken back to the glory days of summer.
The 2010 National Business Aviation Association (NBAA) annual convention held this year in Atlanta, Ga., was an event to smile about if you’re in the aviation business.
Ron Mohrhoff speaks about his Bonanza the way most people might speak about their children. “Wow!” he proudly beams on each flight. “This airplane is the best!”
Being a professional aerobatic and race pilot for the past several years has given me the opportunity to meet many civilian, military, helicopter, fixed-wing, professional and recreational pilots.
Writing for a major aviation publication like Plane & Pilot feels sometimes like being a time traveller.
When the space shuttle reenters the earth’s atmosphere, it becomes nothing more than a huge glider—with a pretty awful glide ratio—and the shuttle commander gets just one chance to land.
I’m one fortunate aviator. My professional career has coincided with the 30-year flight history of the Space Shuttle program.
Behold the home of the $100 hamburger, the remnants of a life gone by, when linen-covered, nitrate-doped biplanes landed in potato fields and took small-town kids for rides on balmy summer days.
I’ve always admired—and envied—bush pilots.
What’s the next big leap in aviation? I think about this stuff all the time.
Recently, a gentleman e-mailed me who had invested a ways back in an LSA company, not because he expected to become the next Piper, Flight Design, Rans or Legend Cub, but because, in his own words, “I just love airplanes.” A lifelong financial professional, he wasn’t after a fortune—except maybe the proverbial small one from a big one. He just loved airplanes.
“Athlete” isn’t a word that’s often equated with pilots, but Red Bull Air Race pilots are athletes in every way.
Early in September of 1977, a fellow Alaska registered guide asked me to fly some avgas to a hunting camp he operated on the west side of the Alaska Range.
June gloom is here—a time for low ceilings and low visibility due to fog and mist.
Aviation and flying have been an important part of my life for as long as I can remember.
First Titanic, then Avatar. Now the Horsemen. Renowned composer James Horner has taken his musical talents from Hollywood’s big screen to the world of aviation.
A few weeks ago, I came within a second or two of a head-on mid-air collision.