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Hey, that's mostly one G flight, strenuous as it is with all that high rate rolling through the gates. The only G he's pulling is in the reversals, and that's pretty brief thanks to the relatively low speed and the vertical plane agility of his aircraft. Brief, but intense.
Thank you for the explanation EXbe.Hey, that's mostly one G flight, strenuous as it is with all that high rate rolling through the gates. The only G he's pulling is in the reversals, and that's pretty brief thanks to the relatively low speed and the vertical plane agility of his aircraft. Brief, but intense.
Cheers,
Wes
So do I .... sometimes. But then I remember the hundreds of hours of boredom between the spikes of adrenaline, and decide my current life isn't so bad after all. If you think flying is a non-stop "thrill a minute" you're doing something wrong, and don't ask me to write you an insurance policy!That was great. I wish I was still up there.
I've seen their ads. Last I knew they were using Siai Marchetti 260s, an Italian acro machine. Supposedly a pretty hot performer. Imagine a 9G, 260hp two seater that grosses less than a Cessna 152. The horsepower and weight of a Pitts S2 260, but with only 2/3 the drag.I believe they are 2 seat rans equipped with lasers.
Anybody remember those MoPars from the 60s with the "push button" transmission and the torsion bar suspension? Had one break both rear bars when I was towing a VT Water Resources Dept boat up a class 4 road to take biology samples at a remote lake on one of my summer jobs. Nasty time extracting that rig from the boonies. No simulator for that problem solving exercise!you pushed one of 5 buttons as to when you should brake or whatever.
Fortunately your Flight Sim experience left you with a little humility and a willingness to learn. My experiences with "simulator aces" have been uniformly negative. They come out to fly convinced that they're a "hot pilot", they "know it all" and they just need to log the necessary flight time and go take the test. They have so much to unlearn before they can start to learn, and they don't even realize it.So flightsims do teach you something and are useful enough even while not being fully accurate.
About flightsims:
During my first flying lesson, my instructor told me he could notice that I played flightsims a lot ( I played MSFS9 at the time). It was because I already knew not to overreact on the movements of the plane and I was already flying with subtle movements.
So flightsims do teach you something and are useful enough even while not being fully accurate.
Luckily not everyone is the sameFortunately your Flight Sim experience left you with a little humility and a willingness to learn. My experiences with "simulator aces" have been uniformly negative. They come out to fly convinced that they're a "hot pilot", they "know it all" and they just need to log the necessary flight time and go take the test. They have so much to unlearn before they can start to learn, and they don't even realize it.
"You please just sit there, keep your mouth shut, and keep me out of trouble. I know what I need to do and how to do it, so just stay out of my way and let me do what I need to do." Hell of a way to start a first lesson!
It's not that I'm prejudiced against flight sims or anything,...but.
Cheers,
Wes
i do. i know they were in Plymouth valiants ( and probably the dodge version Dart? ) cars were a lot different back then...no seat belts...no windshield washer pumps... the high/low beam switch was on the floor....and cal custom made a sweet little chrome foot print cover to match the chrome foot for the gas pedal. still love bench seats and car doors that have "wing" windows....Anybody remember those MoPars from the 60s with the "push button" transmission and the torsion bar suspension? Had one break both rear bars when I was towing a VT Water Resources Dept boat up a class 4 road to take biology samples at a remote lake on one of my summer jobs. Nasty time extracting that rig from the boonies. No simulator for that problem solving exercise!
Cheers,
Wes
My '53 Pontiac Catalina had two-speed wipers with a washer feature...i do. i know they were in Plymouth valiants ( and probably the dodge version Dart? ) cars were a lot different back then...no seat belts...no windshield washer pumps... the high/low beam switch was on the floor....and cal custom made a sweet little chrome foot print cover to match the chrome foot for the gas pedal. still love bench seats and car doors that have "wing" windows....
The luxury model, no doubt!My '53 Pontiac Catalina had two-speed wipers with a washer feature...
Water Resources had a 1964 7 cylinder Dart which we used to pull the (small) 16 ft aluminum boat while the (big) 17 ft Boston Whaler with the 50 horse Johnson had a brand new 1966 IH Scout for a tug.i do. i know they were in Plymouth valiants ( and probably the dodge version Dart? ) cars were a lot different back then...no seat belts...no windshield washer pumps... the high/low beam switch was on the floor....and cal custom made a sweet little chrome foot print cover to match the chrome foot for the gas pedal. still love bench seats and car doors that have "wing" windows....
It was - the full model was Catalina Starliner and even had Chief Pontiac looking skyward on the emblems.The luxury model, no doubt!
Hey, my school bus for the first five grades was a '53 Pontiac wagon with the chief himself looking skyward while he spoke to the "Great Spirit".It was - the full model was Catalina Starliner and even had Chief Pontiac looking skyward on the emblems.
My brother went to forestry school in Paul Smith's, NY in the late '60s. Their research forest was a good six miles from the dorm along an abandoned RR roadbed, and 11 or 12 miles by roads.. Flathead six.
We took the head and oil pan off, removed the piston and rod. Put a screw in the oil channel hole in the crank throw, hammered a appropriate sized log in the empty cylinder, bolted it back together.
Hey, my school bus for the first five grades was a '53 Pontiac wagon with the chief himself looking skyward while he spoke to the "Great Spirit".
Since we were the last house at the end of the road, I had to climb all the way to the "way back" row of seats twice a day.
The last day of school we "second trippers" had to wait an inordinate length of time while Mrs Johnson delivered the Dothan Road kids home. When she finally came back for us we wanted to know what took so long. "I took them to Howard Johnson's for ice cream."
When she headed straight to Jericho Road with us, we asked "What about Ice Cream"?
"They behaved themselves on the bus all year long. I had to scold you guys over and over again about your dirty language and your picking on each other! Always seems to happen when I have a trip that's all boys. You wonder why the Lyman girls ride to school with their parents rather than ride my bus? No ice cream for you!"
Cheers,
Wes
I think we wore her sense of humor rather thin! We were an incorrigible lot.Mrs. Johnson needed to get a sense of humor!
Cheers,
Biff