patrol guy wrote:1993- THE DAY I THOUGHT I WOULD DIE
At some point, I began to see some glimpses of blue sky, as holes began to go over me. I finally went up through one of those sucker holes and headed north.
I had been flying for over two and a half hours and still no holes. I'm starting to worry about fuel. With the extreme winds, I knew I was going slow, but didn't have any idea how slow, or any idea where I might be in that vast area of mountains.
never again!
Gump wrote:Same thing the old air mail pilots did, and most made it, but, a bunch didn't too. I for one, am really, really glad those days are over for the most part.
watkinsnv wrote:... have about 10 airplanes on the ground ask how you got there. Then they all take off looking for your hole you just spiraled down through. Now that’s Aviation. Lance

GumpAir wrote:
If something bad happened where I now found myself on-top with a complete Nav/Com failure, out of gas, and had no choice but descend thru the clouds not knowing where I was... Think I'd slow down, power to just above idle, pull full flaps and roll the trim all the way back, then just ride her down wings level until I saw, or hit, the ground. Don't think I'd want to try a spin recovery at 100 ft AGL in the fog, but I know I can fly a stable airplane all day long at 50 ft AGL in low vis.
Gump
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