It's the middle of winter
I know this because it was snowing yesterday, I flew four approaches and considered the day to be so totally unremarkable that I had forgotten about it while I was sitting in the airplane back at base finishing my paperwork.
When another pilot asked me how the weather had been all I could do was manage a blank stare.
Eventually it came back: 5 miles visibility in Aberdeen, easy ILS. 1 ½ mile visibility and snowing in Watertown, easy ILS. 1 mile visibility and snowing in Marshall, easy ILS. 2 mile visibility and snowing at home plate, easy VOR approach. 3.5 hours in the soup. No icing and mostly smooth sailing.
Finally I just shrugged. “I dunno man. It's the middle of winter. I guess it was fine.”
With luck, in six months I will be rusty again, spoiled by warm summer days and an endless string of visual approaches. I can't wait.
posted by Will at 9:41 AM
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"...spoiled by warm summer days and an endless string of visual approaches..." Yea, and lots and lots of thunderstorms! No problem!
It's my fantasy darn it. :-)
I can't wait to get used to saying "I need 10 degrees right for the next 100 miles" as opposed to "I need higher to get out of this icing."
Maybe a move to flying tourists around Belize is in order. No thunderstorms, no ice. Just VFR all year long.
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