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Hippie420 said:
John Denver liked his clean up 'til he nosed into the ocean.
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They are actually pretty forgiving, so John had to work at it. They theorize that he was reaching over his left shoulder and twisting to reach the reserve fuel valve and inadvertently pushed the left rudder, but the truth is that I've had an instructor turn the plane every which way with me under the hood and it is easy to fix almost anything if you have the altitude.

John also loved his whiskey and may not have been clear headed, even if sober, so we will never know why he was at such a low altitude trying to switch tanks, but he had just gotten the plane and it was ostensibly strange to him.

My commercial pilot friend that has flown them says that they are a nice plane but their brakes suckl

Hippie420 said:
Naw, I noticed your two honeys. The first one blew it for me. She's a spitting image of my oldest niece when she was in her early 20s. No lie. I'm not into incest, so I kinda tuned it out.

Funny story, and as Walt would say, TINS.
I was doing a couple of jobs in the Genesee Valley mall. Come lunch time, the crew and I was sitting out in the center hall on the benches, eating and eyeballing the gals. Saw this drop dead gorgeous dirty blond little knockout walking our way. As soon as she got close enough, I had to shut the boys comments down 'cause it was my niece. I get a lot of "yeah, sure" comments 'til she walked up and said, "Hi, Uncle Hippie!"
Boys picked up their jaws and minded their manners.
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Hee, hee, hee, back in the day I managed a manufacturing plant on swing shift and I gave my drop dead gorgeous niece a guided tour and a guy looking at her walked into a post. He bounced off, turned and grinned stupidly at us and then turned and walked right back into the post again.
 
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It's OK. The war drums are silent so far...... :)

Well, shipmates, it's time for this old codger to hit the hay. Wore my butt out mowing today, got a Dr. appointment tomorrow morning, and another hour on the mower before my Friday beer reward. Hugs and inappropriate gropes to the lot of ya. G'night.
 
Tattered Old Graywolf said:
They had stopped building the J3 by 1948 and there were still a few J4 around when I started, but most students started with the 150 around here.

I learned to fly in 8135S and 8044F and tore the nose gear off of 8135S doing a "soft field landing" in a quagmire going skydiving.
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My closest shave to wrecking happened on a quiet, beautiful, dead still Floriduh morning. I was doing touch-and-goes at the uncontrolled Boca Raton Airplane Patch. Had done about four or so, and a fargin 4-engined humongumous military transport plane gets in the pattern.

No big thing, but it was tres unusual for a military plane to land on this ex-military (WWII) runway nowadays. I really thought it was kewl, as I was on my downwind leg in 51Hotel the Spam Can, and could watch it coming.

I turned base leg as the monster bird approached, rapt at the sight of it, with flaps as large as my whole fargin plane. The freight train lumbered by, and I turned and followed.

It was traveling faster than I was, of course. The landing speed in a single-occupant Cessna 152 is a measly 46MPH. So he was in no way (HAH!) in my path as I approached the runway.

I forgot about the hurricanes made by big aerioplane thingies...

I was twelve feet above the runway when the nose of the Spam Can just... dropped.

Like in, a vacuum. Which it sorta was. The instant angle was so steep, I do not know to this day how the prop did not hit the runway.

But the front wheel took every bit of the weight of the entire airplane... and bounced it back up for a damned shaky landing. No damage at all.

Except for the washers bitten out of the pilot's seat by my ***-hole.
 
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boo said:
5 hours, I spent 5 hours defoliating 2 girl crush monsters...never again will I entertain growing another tree indoors...2-7' monsters in a 5' square tent, tops laid down and stripped of the fan leaves...that 1 tent is gonna yield over a lb. of flowers if I live long enough to fight the beasts...time for a few tokes and chill, my entire body is pissed at me for being the ***** I am...
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My Gawd, Bro... Words fail me.
 
WeedHopper said:
Old fkers. I put 2 beautiful chicks on here and not one word about anything but airplanes.
Funny as ****.😁
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There's a reason:

There are three things in life that form an equilateral -- and balanced -- triangle:

1. ***
2. Flying
3. Scuba

No fair knockin' scuba or flying if you do not do these. 🙃 🛩

Remember: Your unconscious mind has given you dreams about both *** and flying, right? Hmmm...😏

In your defense: Hoppycopters are a flying abomination. You have to wear the fargin controls. I can fly a plane with one finger -- level, up, down, left, right... But that weird thing with wings that whirl requires every part of your fargin bod at all times. Jeez.
 
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Unca Walt said:
My closest shave to wrecking happened on a quiet, beautiful, dead still Floriduh morning. I was doing touch-and-goes at the uncontrolled Boca Raton Airplane Patch. Had done about four or so, and a fargin 4-engined humongumous military transport plane gets in the pattern.

No big thing, but it was tres unusual for a military plane to land on this ex-military (WWII) runway nowadays. I really thought it was kewl, as I was on my downwind leg in 51Hotel the Spam Can, and could watch it coming.

I turned base leg as the monster bird approached, rapt at the sight of it, with flaps as large as my whole fargin plane. The freight train lumbered by, and I turned and followed.

It was traveling faster than I was, of course. The landing speed in a single-occupant Cessna 152 is a measly 46MPH. So he was in no way (HAH!) in my path as I approached the runway.

I forgot about the hurricanes made by big aerioplane thingies...

I was twelve feet above the runway when the nose of the Spam Can just... dropped.

Like in, a vacuum. Which it sorta was. The instant angle was so steep, I do not know to this day how the prop did not hit the runway.

But the front wheel took every bit of the weight of the entire airplane... and bounced it back up for a damned shaky landing. No damage at all.

Except for the washers bitten out of the pilot's seat by my ***-hole.
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While I was still working on my hours, I arrived at the airfield to find the windsock stiff and erratic, so I called my instructor and asked him if he thought I was OK to fly in blustery weather such as we were experiencing, and haven awaken from a nap, stepped outside and noted light breeze at his location, so told me to go ahead.

As soon as I lifted off and instantly crabbed, I knew I was in over my head and made the decision to make as many go arounds as it took to get it back on the ground in one piece, but that once I got it there I was going to park it. Interestingly about the time I lifted off, my instructor called back with untimely second thoughts and misgivings.

On the first pass it bucked and snorted all the away around and on final just as I passed the threshold I caught a gust that stood me on one wing tip. I instantly firewalled the throttle, stomped the rutter, cranked the wheel, and pushed the yoke forward out of trained instinct, and the 150 straightened and flared at about 10', so I cut the throttle and greased it in.

After taxiing back and parking the plane, I stepped out to tie it down, and my knees collapsed so that I fell on my butt.

Merry Frieday brothers and sisters! 60F @ 73% RH, cloudy and predicted to reach 64F.

I finished my stash box detail and am working on lid designs. Our dining table has an inlay pattern that I like and am trying to duplicate.

Breakfast out at Milo's this morning with Grayfox and NM.

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