Pizzas Across The Border For Controllers by Russ Niles

In a show of solidarity with their unpaid U.S. counterparts, Canadian air traffic controllers ordered pizza for FAA controllers at facilities across the U.S. over the weekend. It started with controllers in Edmonton, Alberta buying pizza for the staff in Anchorage. The movement quickly spread and by Sunday, every Canadian ATC facility had been paired with one or more U.S. tower or center to supply some free meals for them. Many of the paired centers work closely with one another handing off aircraft between them but others, like Kelowna and Reno, are far removed from each other but shared the same sentiment as those in Vancouver. Vancouver controllers posted a photo of a sign urging staff to chip in $5 each for the gesture to thank U.S. controllers “for showing up to work and keeping things safe.”

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How Air Traffic Control Works

Note: This was originally published on the Aviation Queen blog, where I have been fortunate enough to post as a guest contributor thanks to the immense kindness of Benét Wilson. While I love music, these days I find myself listening to air traffic control feeds more often than tunes. On average, more than 400,000 landings […]

via Invisible Highways: An Inside Look at Air Traffic Control in the U.S. — The Great Planes

DCA: From the Cat Walk

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Excellent visit to the KDCA Tower, visiting ATC, learning more about DCA operations and spending time on the cat walk! We got, not one, but two honor flights on camera 🙂


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Faces behind the Voices

Faces behind the Voices

First go, then no go, then go again or maybe no go. So fluctuated the weather forecast for our upcoming flight to Fox field to visit the Air Route Traffic Control Center or ARTCC ( simply know as  LA Center) at Palmdale.  The day dawned with visibility quarter mile and 100 foot ceiling, with forecast calling for clear skies after10:00 am. As the skies cleared for another perfect day of flying, Anne and I set off on an IFR flight to Fox field in communication with our friends watching over us in a dark room whence we were going.

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