Then And Now: Spiral Instability
Like many of you, I took my initial flight training in extremely basic airplanes—read, “cheap.” The first was a …
Like many of you, I took my initial flight training in extremely basic airplanes—read, “cheap.” The first was a …
Sahara
When I departed St. John’s, Newfoundland, for Santa Maria, Azores, yesterday, the always-angry North Atlantic raged beneath …
It was June 1991, and I’d been hired to fly right seat in the one and only Swearingen SJ …
It was one of those nights the high plains of New Mexico are famous for. The moon was waxing toward …
As I was about to climb into the front pit of the solid-silver, letter-opener, stiletto of a glider …
It seems like the Skylane is everyone’s friend. It’s certainly one of mine. The Cessna 182 was the …
Incident 1
The flight from Santa Maria to El Paso had gone well, or so I thought. I’d picked …
When I was a kid and could only dream about being unhinged from Earth, I assumed all airplanes could fly …
Okay, I admit it. I was introduced to flying in taildraggers. Almost by definition, that dates me to the middle …
I know. Before you spool up your Mac or activate your Acer, yes, I’m the guy who has recommended …