


Sunday Andrea and I flew down to Lenhardt to meet Brent and his Rans S-7 then head for a breakfast run to the Dalles. The Rans cruises around 80-90mph. I cruise around 105mph. We flew direct to The Dalles and met up some of the McMinnville gang at a new restaurant at the airport, The Red Racer. Good breakfast, friendly staff, the bacon was perfect. Afterwards, Brent and I decide to fly up to Packwood going past Trout Lake then the west side of Adams. I’m flying around 80+, have the throttle back to 1800rpm and carb heat on as I'm below the green arc. The terrain is pretty rough with scant places to land. I'm just about to cross the last ridge to the hwy 12 valley where it opens up when the engine starts surging and almost dying. Just far enough back that clearing the ridge would be sketchy if it failed. I think “Carb ice”, probably, and give it a lot more power, then fiddle with the mixture, while the engine keeps surging and acting like it’s going to die at any second. Of course, I'm also wondering if it's something else and the engine is going to crap out with full power... after all, I did have carb heat on. I've had loss of power before and carb heat has cleared it, but nothing like this.
I tell Brent I’m having trouble and he says Kiona airstrip should be just to the left over the ridge. It’s not on my GPS but I know about where it will be. Meanwhile, Graham, who is over Tualitin by now, hears me talking to Brent and immediately makes a U-Turn with a quick stop in Kelso to get fuel, then beelines for Kiona. Graham's an A&P/IA so he's a great one to have on hand to diagnose any problems. The engine continues to run rough as I cross the ridge but, at least, I have a lot more places I can glide if it gives out. I spot the airstrip and head straight for it. At first I start a quick descent then remind myself that better to get over the strip first with altitude than risk being too low and not making the glide. The engine seems to be running better but I'm not going to diagnose it up here.
Kiona is a private strip and sometimes people who own these don’t like visitors… Too frikking bad, if that’s the case, we’re landing. So I circle over the airstrip losing altitude. I power up a few times just to make sure I don't just re-form ice if that was it was. We land uneventfully. There’s a lady in an orange shirt standing in front of her house watching. So I figure she’s either friendly or mad and I’m going to talk to her regardless and park in front of her house. We both get out, a bit shaken. Turns out the lady’s name is Marilyn. She heard us on the radio and is very friendly. She invites us in for coffee and the bathroom which she seems to know we might need. She’s also a pilot. Brent lands and we all visit for a while before deciding what to do next. Eventually Graham shows up and we look the airplane over and talk about possible reasons. Ice is still primary suspect but we also find two loose hose clamps on one of the intakes. Graham also mentions a placard for not having the fuel on Both tanks above 5000'. I know I'd seen it before and I usually do switch tanks when on cross country trips as matter of practice but I'd forgotten about it and it's hidden between the seats. New placard will be made and prominently displayed where I can see it.
I try a couple run-ups. Doesn’t seem like I’m getting full power but Graham says it’s within spec. Of course he is right. I looked it up when I got back. No way am I letting Andrea ride back with me. She rides back in Grahams plane to Kelso. I do a takeoff run and am getting good performance so I continue and am off the ground pretty quickly, in spite of a slight tailwind, which is a good thing. I picked that direction because emergency options were much better. Once airborne everything is reading, sounding, and acting normal, RPM’s are where they should be, so I continue up the valley where there are roads and fields “just in case” before turning. Eventually I make it to Kelso. Graham is already there and Brent shows up not too long after. Once at Kelso, Andrea and I fly back to Scappoose uneventfully.
A seasoned pilot at Kelso said same thing happened to him back in the day and reaffirms the carb ice theory. The FBO manager had a similar story. It must have been a fair amount of ice. Now it's also possible that it's the tank issue. I did descend below 5000' but I can't honestly say I knew when the engine sounded good again. Being a bit freaked, the engine really didn't sound fully ok until after I'd landed even though it was acting normal.
Once again I'm also reminded that altitude=options and options=safety. Flying that slow with the throttle pulled back for an extended time, just not a good idea. Also realized given the OAT, carb heat probably put everything in perfect conditions for icing.
I'm also reminded just how friendly and helpful pilots are. What a great bunch of people.
As Nietzsche said, “That which does not kill us, makes for a good story.”





