Words on Wednesday
How would you like to fly the Cooked Goose Transition?
Jepesen recently published this and a friend emailed it to me…
If I could breathe more, I would
If I could eat more, I would
If I could fly more, hell I definitely would!
I gazed skyward, apprehensive yet unable to snatch my eyes away. The massive shape with lights in the night sky looked ominous. The sound loud and scary. Alone, on the terrace of my two-story home I watched. On the one hand I wanted to dash downstairs and hide behind my mother’s sari, on the other hand I watched fascinated at this massive shape, zooming by in the night sky with lights illuminated, resplendent. I was 10 years old and that was the first memory I had of viewing an airplane in the sky.
“You have to be the prime minister’s son or really rich to fly airplanes,” was what I heard throughout my childhood. “Flying is not for the common man.” The only person that we knew of who was a pilot, was the then Prime Minister Indira Gandhi’s son. I returned daily to watch the airplane, as it made its way to land at the nearby airport, and slowly the fear was replaced by amazement of this man-made creation that flew and soared like the birds.
I devoured any books I could lay my hands on flying at the local British library. Television was just gaining popularity in India and I glued myself to all BBC programs. It was one afternoon while watching a program about airplane crashes on takeoff, that my fate was decided. While the details of the exact program are vague in my mind, that was the precise turning moment in my life. When I silently acknowledged to myself that I wanted to be an Aeronautical Engineer.
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My favorite time of the year… Happy Fall!
Who knew that the University of Maryland would suddenly become the hotbed of pioneering aviation? While I have been remiss in discussing pioneers or pioneering feats in aviation featuring helicopters—I am a huge fan—let’s take a look at what some aviation engineers have accomplished at the home of the Terrapins, the University of Maryland. The […]
Seeking motivation from what I enjoy most!
The very first entry in my log book reads: Intro Flight.
Sixteen years and one month ago from today, I flew my very first flight: Aug 19, 1998. I flew a total of 0.7 hrs in a Cessna 152.
But much before this, I flew in a glider a few years ago. Although I have yearned and thought about flying since I was a teenager, I didn’t imagine or realize it was possible! I flew in a glider with a friend much before I finally decided, I could afford to learn to fly.
It was not until 2 years later that I could seriously afford the cost of flying.
Since then there was no looking back!
Here’s to a lot more years of flying!
From last year….
In a way 9/11 triggered my childhood fascination for writing.
2001 was the year, I got my PPL. I could finally become a full member of the 99s. It was the year I took over as the editor of the Slipstream, the newsletter for my local chapter.
It was the year, I started my blog. Sadly enough the first ever article I ever posted was an editorial in the Slipstream entitled: We will never forget.
Here is a link to what I posted on my blog last year: We will always remember.
And the link to an article I posted on the tenth anniversary: This day, Ten Years Ago.
It is a great country we live in. In memory of that day, and all the freedoms we have fought to retain, I flew this morning down the Potomac river for a practice flight and on a good note I…
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2 years ago…. Enjoy!
Crater Lake was formed as result of the collapse of the volcano, Mount Mazama many, many years ago. Mount Mazama belongs to the Cascade range and was built over a long period of almost 400, 000 years. The caldera that Crater Lake is composed of, is supposed to have been created almost 6,000 or 8,000 years ago.
I had the distinct pleasure of both flying this route as well as driving it from Northern California. Believe me, each experience has it’s own advantage. For example, seeing Crater Lake from the air provides the most stunning views of the bluest of blue waters. On the other hand, driving up to Crater National Park and trekking down the slope of the Mount Mazama to the water’s edge provides views of deep, blue , clear water, and sheer cliffs surrounding the lake of such immeasurable beauty, it is hard to make a choice.
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