Alternative conclusion: there are sociopaths in the cockpit after all OR someone has profound paranoid ideation.
Either way, it behooves each of us to consciously apply Rule (a): Always keep your head out of the cockpit; and Rule (b) NEVER ASSUME the other pilot sees you.
I am guilty of infractions against both these rules, but it was a lesson for me that breaking Rule (b) occurred after adhering to Rule (a) which led in part or in full to my faulty complacency based on the untenable syllogism: If I see him, he sees me. As it turned out he didn't have any recollection of the close encounter which I assumed was intentional and good-natured on his part (an arcing turn across my nose at equal altitude or his glider only slightly lower) with some (enough) separation to only cause me to reconsider what just happened but not to take evasive action as none was needed. The other contributing factor was that we were both in the same thermal not moments before, in sight of each other, and behaving responsibly and according to protocol: opposite sides of the thermal at equal elevation (cloudbase) and turning the same direction.
Thus adds Rule (c) (a.k.a., Murphy's Law Variant #2G8: Just because it was fine a moment ago doesn't mean it is now.
"Get out of my airspace" -- lol. That article brings a whole new meaning to "unusual attitude recovery".
I have frequently reflected on how fortunate it is that aviation is expensive. It keeps the riffraff away, for the most part.
However, there are exceptions. While ground towing my glider at Mifflin, I observed a pair of 182s on the ramp. One had just finished fueling. Both planes were empty of pax and pilots. The pilots were standing on the tarmac, chatting. I towed to the threshhold of 04, where it was tempting to drive onto the runway to get to where I needed to be. I rejected this idea -- I didn't have a radio on and one cannot see the whole runway from this point. Suddenly, here come the 182s, taking off in formation DOWN WIND (10 kts+). They were no more than 50' at the departure end which also suggests (as does the timing) they made an intersection departure. Those yahoos got in their planes and drove off like they were in their pickup trucks getting back on I-80 after lunch at Dennys. Dumb all over.
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The link only brings you to the search page.
Fixed. Thanks.
Please decipher the date <199808>.
Thanks.
"Consequence.Other : Emotional Trauma"
NASA form author possibly making a paper trail for a lawsuit?
The 98th of August, I think.
I looked at a bunch of their date codes, and I can't figure it out.
Alternative conclusion: there are sociopaths in the cockpit after all OR someone has profound paranoid ideation.
Either way, it behooves each of us to consciously apply Rule (a): Always keep your head out of the cockpit; and Rule (b) NEVER ASSUME the other pilot sees you.
I am guilty of infractions against both these rules, but it was a lesson for me that breaking Rule (b) occurred after adhering to Rule (a) which led in part or in full to my faulty complacency based on the untenable syllogism: If I see him, he sees me. As it turned out he didn't have any recollection of the close encounter which I assumed was intentional and good-natured on his part (an arcing turn across my nose at equal altitude or his glider only slightly lower) with some (enough) separation to only cause me to reconsider what just happened but not to take evasive action as none was needed. The other contributing factor was that we were both in the same thermal not moments before, in sight of each other, and behaving responsibly and according to protocol: opposite sides of the thermal at equal elevation (cloudbase) and turning the same direction.
Thus adds Rule (c) (a.k.a., Murphy's Law Variant #2G8: Just because it was fine a moment ago doesn't mean it is now.
Needing air under my soul,
Skip
I'm just glad I fly in a club whose members generally get along with each other.
(That doesn't mean I won't be watching out for Skip the next time I'm in a thermal with him).
What goes around, come around.
"Get out of my airspace" -- lol. That article brings a whole new meaning to "unusual attitude recovery".
I have frequently reflected on how fortunate it is that aviation is expensive. It keeps the riffraff away, for the most part.
However, there are exceptions. While ground towing my glider at Mifflin, I observed a pair of 182s on the ramp. One had just finished fueling. Both planes were empty of pax and pilots. The pilots were standing on the tarmac, chatting. I towed to the threshhold of 04, where it was tempting to drive onto the runway to get to where I needed to be. I rejected this idea -- I didn't have a radio on and one cannot see the whole runway from this point. Suddenly, here come the 182s, taking off in formation DOWN WIND (10 kts+). They were no more than 50' at the departure end which also suggests (as does the timing) they made an intersection departure. Those yahoos got in their planes and drove off like they were in their pickup trucks getting back on I-80 after lunch at Dennys. Dumb all over.
-T8
Hey, that was me and Rick in those trikes so watch what you say buck-o.
Andy,
When I see you do something that dumb, I'll be sure to tell you. Feel free to reciprocate.
-buck-o
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