Thought of the day .

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Take away your kids cell phones and bring back board games.

 

[DarisMulkin]

You. precut the strip for the steps now I understand. I thought you were precutting for the whole house. I'm not the smartest fish in the sea, as you can tell.

 

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You. precut the strip for the steps now I understand. I thought you were precutting for the whole house. I'm not the smartest fish in the sea, as you can tell.

You just gave me a great idea

 

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Anyone fly RC planes?
This kind of control is off the charts. Skip ahead to the 8:00 point.
I hope this dude never gets a real plane.

 

[havasu]

I tried flying a R/C plane ONCE! It was wire controlled, where you let it circle around you. I made it 3/4 around when I pulled instead of pushed, and down it went. That was my last R/C flight....circa 1970?

 

[DarisMulkin]

Mine wasn't R/C. it was the real deal when in the Navy. I flew crew member many times and was given controll many times. I knew the route from Pensacola to New Orleans by the highway below so it was a 2 hour flight there. and 2 back giving me my flight time for the month. Anyway I had control and the pilot was taking a seiesta and all of a sudden the engines coughed and the props slowed down. My instinct was to pull back on the stick trying to make it climeb instead of fall.The pilot came awake at the first cough and switched gas tanks and grabbed the hand pump to put gas back in the engines which they caught and started running again. My action of pulling on the stick could have put us in a stall.

 

[havasu]

Having been taught flying by my instructor brother, I have about 80 hours of flying time. We would take off out of Fullerton Airport (near Disneyland) fly to Giant Rock dirt airport (in the desert, north and east of Big Bear) for an awesome breakfast, fly to Lake Havasu for lunch, then return and fly to Van Nuys Airport for a delicious dinner, before returning home back to Fullerton. Flying in the hot desert, we would experience severe hot pockets of air, where without warning, you would drop 3000-4000 feet. You always had to be on your toes, and always fly at 12,000 feet to allow you to recover from a hot pocket. It was a lot of fun, but anymore, it is a rich man's sport.

 

[MSLI]

I have about 80 hours of flying time.

Nice amazing experience, except for the dropping of 3,000 feet …. I have about 8 minutes flying time over the blue mountains in Pa. …. An old warehouse guy moved to Doylestown Pa. To finish his solo flying time, but I only went up once with him. His call sign was Whiskey Tango

 

[havasu]

Should have been Whiskey - Tango - Foxtrot!

(get it....WTF?)

 

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Mine wasn't R/C. it was the real deal when in the Navy. I flew crew member many times and was given controll many times. I knew the route from Pensacola to New Orleans by the highway below so it was a 2 hour flight there. and 2 back giving me my flight time for the month. Anyway I had control and the pilot was taking a seiesta and all of a sudden the engines coughed and the props slowed down. My instinct was to pull back on the stick trying to make it climeb instead of fall.The pilot came awake at the first cough and switched gas tanks and grabbed the hand pump to put gas back in the engines which they caught and started running again. My action of pulling on the stick could have put us in a stall.

You have more flight time than me. I rode shotgun on a 15 minute flight around town in my high school days and when I was around 14, a trip with my sister from San Francisco to North Bend flying the luxurious Hughes Air West yellow banana.
I swear the wings were flapping as we left the ground
....so, probably two hours in the air is all I got.
Your trip sounds more exciting by far.

 

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Having been taught flying by my instructor brother, I have about 80 hours of flying time. We would take off out of Fullerton Airport (near Disneyland) fly to Giant Rock dirt airport (in the desert, north and east of Big Bear) for an awesome breakfast, fly to Lake Havasu for lunch, then return and fly to Van Nuys Airport for a delicious dinner, before returning home back to Fullerton. Flying in the hot desert, we would experience severe hot pockets of air, where without warning, you would drop 3000-4000 feet. You always had to be on your toes, and always fly at 12,000 feet to allow you to recover from a hot pocket. It was a lot of fun, but anymore, it is a rich man's sport.

....sounds like a Disney ride
I've watched a lot of YouTuber, Pilot Debrief....... Naw, give me a commercial flight