Just opened the November issue of Alaska Magazine and see that a friend of mine has an article in it about testing ice thickness by dropping bowling balls out of airplanes.

Pretty timely- I just hauled my airplane skis out of storage at lunch today.

Season's Greetings -DP

So that's what Joe was practicing at the Austin Fly-in.....

How do you get the bowling balls back?

I used to buy used bowling balls at the Goodwill by the dozen to keep a stash at my hangar. Talk about a thousand and one destructive uses...

Ever go bowling for ducks or coyotes?

Gump

Place I was at in Montana a year or so ago had a junk car and bowling balls. I think your fuel was free if you could hit the car?

GumpAir wrote:I used to buy used bowling balls at the Goodwill by the dozen to keep a stash at my hangar. Talk about a thousand and one destructive uses...

Ever go bowling for ducks or coyotes?

Gump

No, but lemme get the mental image here . . . Hmmmm, Okay, I like it!!

bumper

Some folks bowl from the air, and some folks bowl at the air This rig reportedly got a rabbit on one occasion (accidentally of course)

Rob wrote:Some folks bowl from the air, and some folks bowl at the air This rig reportedly got a rabbit on one occasion (accidentally of course)

Ahhhhh! I was wondering how you got the bowling balls back to the airplane!

a64pilot wrote:Place I was at in Montana a year or so ago had a junk car and bowling balls. I think your fuel was free if you could hit the car?

I remember the MauleBros talking about that. Sounds like it was Cutbank, MT.

Courtesy of Silvaire:

Rob, I have been trying to come up with a bowling ball canaan for three years. My machine shop, cut an ox tank in half and it was too small a diameter. What is yours made from. John

GumpAir wrote:I used to buy used bowling balls at the Goodwill by the dozen to keep a stash at my hangar. Talk about a thousand and one destructive uses...

Ever go bowling for ducks or coyotes?

Gump

Too funny!



Or houses. My CFI told me that when a boy he and his dad flew to a neighbor's farm in his dad's cub. Neighbor gave him two big watermelons. They were flying back home and my CFI noticed some bugs coming out of one of the melons. They were over the river so his dad said "throw it out." He did. He watched it falling, falling, faling, over the river, falling falling, over the... hey where did that house come from? Falling, falling, SPLAT! Right on the covered porch. "Uh, dad?" "I saw it!" As his dad dove behind some tall trees on the other side of the river.

Good thing the neighbor didn't give them bowling balls with bugs in them.