Temperatures are approaching 90. Humidity is up to 30%. (Mississippi would be jealous). We’ve done the dance of “we’re going….no we’re not”, so the morning is about normal. Normal “go to the grocery store to get something for lunch” (no cafeterias, no restaurants out here at the tanker base), normal preflight, set up for a dispatch…and read the paper. I have developed a comfort with the routine.
A few days ago we landed the Baron at “a medium sized city”. Class C airspace, for those of you who are aware of such things. The arrival was kind of different, as we kept getting vectored to follow slower and slower planes. “Baron, slow down, turn 30 degrees left, following a Cherokee Continue reading