
Jr.CubBuilder wrote:Well the pilot probably had plenty of time to ponder the result of his actions while cleaning the vomit out of the carpet and seats.......................then again it was probably a rentalIn that case I think she ought to kick him in the nuts, or maybe just toss the rest of the bag in his car.
GumpAir wrote:pif_sonic wrote:I do however agree with GumpAir on the “Whooo-Dee-Doos.” But I believe that involves 0 Gs not – Gs.
With that youngest kid of mine and my goofy nephew, it was negative G's. The higher and longer I floated them the more they liked it. An entire trip would be non-stop up and down, with hysterical laughter coming out of the back seat. Of course same daughter is now 30 years old, and spent 8 years USMC with two Iraq tours. Maybe I rattled her brain a bit too much.
Hoser the Wonder Dog was a different story. He rode with me for 17 years and one week, about 10,000 hours right seat time we calculated a while back, and other than a jostle here and there on a crappy day, that mutt never had a weightless moment in his life.
Even near the end when I had to lift him in and out of the airplane, that dog wanted to fly next to me, and it would take dynamite to make him give up his seat to someone else. Someday I'll write down his jumpseat out of Kotzebue in the DC-6 story. Poor FO was standing there, with a growling dog in his seat, and the captain telling the guy that Hoser was a better pilot with lots more time, so let him stay there for the flight...
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