Hello friends,
Im posting a situation that I encountered yesterday morning, it was the stupidest, and most dangerous thing that has ever happened to me in about 1000 hours of flying.
I have a 73 skylane
GNS530 w/gs
KX155w/gs
STEC55X coupled to the garmin....(this will come in very handy)
I wonder where this is going, right.
I departed F34 at 7:40am yesterday for a 1 hour flight to reno, for a friends bachelor party. The weather forcast was good calling for scattered clouds at 11000 along my route. I had to adjust my flightplan accordingly because of the TFR up at the rim fire. The weather in Reno was forecast to be good all day with scattered clouds at 22000 feet.
I fire up, and soon im cruising at 10,500 with intentions to go up to 12.5 direct to KMEV then to KRNO, during my climb to 12.5 I had to move around a little to stay in VFR conditions through the scattered layer. I am soon enjoying a good view of a small buildup of weather that is certainly north of where im going to be flying. The OAT is 28 degrees, and im cruising along at 189KT groundspeed...this is when I should have turned around. The clouds to my north that I would surely miss are now right around me, below me, but not above me, broken and I can still see the ground through many holes then I realize im doing about 195kt gs and im in a 300 ft/min climb that the AP cant trim out of. Im getting sucked into a system, and its ugly at this point. Now I am starting a course reversal back to F34, and im in and out of the "tops" and every time I encounter a cloud im picking up ice.
It was during my course reversal that I ended up in solid IMC the buildup had pretty much moved in and I had nowhere to go. THIS TERRIFIES ME, i tell myself two things before i realize im probably going to die.
1) im a checkride away from my instrument, and i go inadvertent IMC on a VFR flight
2) ive been flying 10 years and have preached this would never happen to me
Then i knew it was going to end pretty quickly, guys im admitting to you that i can honestly say i felt hopeless. My plane at this point is an ice cube, and im doing 80kt descending on a heading of 200.
Then i remembered one thing FLY THE F*CKING PLANE!
I confessed to Oakland center what i had just done, and asked for vectors to a VFR airport. They ask the typical are you IFR certified which i reply "no" they then give me vectors to modesto, which is about on the 200 heading im decending on. Im glued to the panel, i know how to handle this situation (i have actual IMC time as im getting the rating) but im just terrified. I feel myself fighting my brain slightly, and make what might have been the best decision of my life. I snapped a direct to on my garmin and coupled the ap and set up a descent at 500 ft/min.
Descending through 8,000 i can clearly tell im going to break out at any minute, the ice is dissipating and i can see the ground. I end up breaking out of the clouds at about 7,000 and at that point tell the controller that i would be going direct back to F34. He hands me off to 120.95 at that point with the usual, have a nice day at the end, i then tell him between me and you sir, i cant tell you thank you enough...you helped me tremendously and what happened was very stupid on my part thank you.
I make probably my best landing ive ever made back home, taxi to the hanger (in severe clear perfect weather) shut down and just sit in the plane for about 10-15 minutes listening to the gyros wind down. When my feet hit the ground when i got out of the plane i immediately got sick.
I got in my truck, and drove the 4.5 hours up to reno for the party. When i got to Sacramento i realized i was being pulled (or blindly flying) into the updraft phase of a pretty big storm that ended up hitting lake Tahoe, Reno, Carson city and Truckee. Driving up 80 i was in 0 visibility with heavy rain and very low temps. Upon my return today on 80 there was a fresh covering of snow over the summit of donner pass.
I had plenty of time to think about the actions that led up to my situation yesterday, I have talked to many if not all of my pilot friends about it. The answer is the same, "i know how you feel" "Ive done that" "I bet you wont do that again"
When i pushed the 182 into the hanger i told myself that im hanging it up, i cant make a competent enough decision to fly a stupid single engine airplane that ive got 500 hours in, i cant do this! I realized this isn't the right way to go about it, Im reaching out to you as my fellow pilots to share with you what i consider to be quite frankly the worst thing a VFR pilot can do, i have 974 hours, im not a 92 hour pilot. I have had cylinders go bad in flight, i have had electrical failures, ive had oil leaks on the windshield. Nothing compares to what happened yesterday and of all the above was the only scenario ive been in where i could have completely prevented it.
DONT GET COMPLACENT OR FEEL LIKE IT WONT HAPPEN TO YOU
BE PROACTIVE, DONT PUT YOURSELF INTO HELLS KITCHEN WITH NO WAY OUT
The take home i want to share with you guys:
1) i had get home/get there itis : it wont happen to me, i can keep going i have 300 hp i'll get above it etc...
2) I relied to heavily on the controlling facility to give me reports of buildups along my route (when in reality i could see out of my damn windshield what was happening)
3) I panicked, i had a clear way out...if i would have turned due east over the TFR i was scott free and could have made a very easy descent back home in solid VFR I was so fixated with busting the TFR that i just yanked left and punched into an ICE BATH i could have gone right over the tfr i was at 12.5 which was the top of the TFR
4) Poor planning on my part. I did my due diligence as a pilot, i checked weather i have nexrad on my 530, i got all the metars and tafs on my IPAD. All i had to do was call my friends in reno and ask what they saw. When i got there they told me from the time they woke up at 8am it was a solid piece of crap and they couldn't believe i was going to fly in. ALL OF MY WEATHER CHECKED OUT!!! IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE VFR ALL DAY!!! (i put too much faith in the weather being accurate)
I just checked the weather on my IPAD for KRNO right before i realized it was bad news bears where i was, it was 8:28am.
When i felt like i had it under control coupled the autopilot and wasn't going to die, my ipad was still open on the passenger seat it was 8:30am
That is without comparison in my life, the time period at which i was the most scared i have ever been in any situation, and it felt like 3 hours.
Mike