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Hello Christy, Thank you for the great video.. I am soon going to be enrolling for a Type Rating for the EMB-145 and could use some advice on what material to use to get ahead prior to class date, I have access to 3 volumes on Avionics, AFM VOL 1 & 2, AOM VOL1 & 2, PRIMUS 1000, SOP, DDPM &MMEL and a couple more all adding up to over 10,000 page of overwhealming information. Given your great experience, Please advice what material from the aformentioned books should I refer to get a good start prior to my class date. Thank you
That’s very cool, looking forward to seeing the actual jump! I did 7 jumps when I was in college… now I’m 61 and seriously thinking about going sky diving again:-)
Gryder's a real bastard. He might have had some skill and ability to teach important lessons, but he's the worst kind of hothead the aviation community doesn't need. He's made many unverifiable and random accusations against lots of innocent people in the past, and I sincerely hope that between these cases and his accident the other day that he loses his shirt and his ability to speak along with it.
I am a private pilot since 1988. I fly VFR only, and have owned a Luscome 8A (no electrical) and now a great Citabria (nice to have an electrical system). After more than a decade of not flying, the environment has changed significantly both in a regulatory way and the physical airspace and ground features. Here in the DFW area there are so many towers to avoid. iFly EFB is my choice to navigate this world and that of my friends and my own son. It is designed to work like you think in the cockpit, much of it I learned without consulting the "manual." But what really sets it apart is the fabulous customer service. Prompt reply from an email, and you can still call them on the phone. I did try Foreflight and Garmin Pilot - I was not able to dig into those EFBs without help! My friend is IFR rated and flies a Bonanza - we fly a lot together and easily transfer flight plans between us. He has iFly EFB on his mini iPad while I have it on an Android tablet. There is no difference in features or functionality. We are all delighted in the ease of use, yet comprehensiveness of iFly EFB.
When I was 22 years old, Ozzy Osborne was coming to the Sam Houston Coliseum on February 17th (1982). Since first hearing Ozzy’s “Blizzard of Oz” solo album, his new guitar player Randy Rhoads had become my guitar hero. I didn't know much about him, nor did I even know what he looked like, because Ozzy's album pictures really didn't distinguish who was who in the band photo. To this point, I had assumed that the dark-haired guy (Rudy) was the guitar player I had recently come to idolize. Anyway, my girlfriend Mindy and our housemate Chris quickly found a way to score some tickets for the show. I figured if we showed up at the arena early enough, we might get a chance to meet the band before the show. It was a warm afternoon in Houston when Chris, Mindy and I arrived at the concert hall. We made our way around to the loading dock side of the building to look for tour buses or any other sign of band life. The road crew had already arrived and was setting up the elaborate stage for the “Diary of A Madman” tour. Surprisingly, the atmosphere was very relaxed. We were able to simply walk in and observe at our leisure without anyone hassling us. This went on for the better part of the afternoon. As we loitered about the premises, I befriended Randy’s guitar tech. He informed me that the band would be showing up around 5pm to do a soundcheck. In the meantime, he invited me into a makeshift dressing room to have a look at Randy’s guitars. They were sitting on guitar stands right in front of me. Just feet away from my hands were Randy’s signature cream Les Paul with the snakeskin strap, along with three custom made “V” shaped guitars. His polka-dot V, white pinstripe V and a black one, the latter two sporting the name “Jackson” on the headstocks. At this point, I was not really familiar with his guitars. And this was also long before Jackson Guitars became a household name. Needless to say, I was quite intrigued by them. Luckily, I had the presence of mind to bring a disposable camera with me. I asked the guitar tech if I could take a few pictures of the guitars. He didn’t mind, so I began to snap away. Just as I was photographing the assortment of guitars, a rather large and in charge road manager walked in on me and freaked out. “What the f#$k are you doing in here??? Gimme that efffing camera, those are custom made guitars!” he barked. The guitar tech tried to quell the big fellows concerns, but he would have no part in negotiating any compromise. “Gimme the effing camera if you wanna see the show” he demanded. As a 22 year old punk kid, I was in no position to argue, so I reluctantly gave the Paul Bunion looking troll my stupid camera. The guitar tech apologized for the road managers over-reaction and allowed us all to stay and hang out. Like clockwork, the tour bus pulled into the loading dock at 5pm. Tommy Aldridge, Rudy Sarzo and Randy Rhoads soon stepped out. Randy was wearing blue jeans, a black pleather jacket with no shirt under it with a white towel draped around his neck. Absent from the group was Ozzy, who apparently didn’t do soundcheck with the rest of the group. I quickly made my way over to who I thought was Randy and asked for an autograph. Slightly unprepared, I only had a small piece of paper that I had found nearby for them to sign. Rudy signed one side of the paper and Randy Rhoads signed the other side. I managed to make some small talk, at first thinking that Rudy was actually Randy. Up to this point, (As I said, I wasn’t entirely sure what Randy actually looked like). “Man, you’re a great guitar player” I said. Rudy looked at me sort of puzzled and pointed me in the direction of the actual Randy Rhoads. Needless to say, I felt like a douche. Randy was very unassuming, soft-spoken and frankly humble. He happily complied with my autograph request. He had to lean the small piece of paper onto the side of the cinder block wall in order to write his signature. He simply wrote, "Randy Rhoads". After several minutes, the band disappeared inside the arena and we followed along like lemmings. During their soundcheck, I stood directly in front of Randy Rhoads as the band ran through the song “Mr. Crowley” in its entirety. Randy was playing his cream Les Paul and never sounded better. I was in awe that afternoon, watching this soon to be legend warming up for the impending show right before my eyes. Except for my girlfriend Mindy, Chris and myself, (and a few road-crew guys), there was nobody else in the arena. A few short weeks later, Randy, twenty-five years old, was killed in a plane crash in Leesburg, Florida. I was devastated. His autograph remains framed on my studio wall to this day. Also, a few weeks earlier on March 5th, John Belushi died of a cocaine overdose. You could feel a chill in the psyche of the masses around Houston who had just absorbed the news of both of their untimely deaths. Both tragedies were a stark reminder of my own mortality....Can you imagine what would have been captured on my disposable camera had I been allowed to keep it??? That Tour managers action is a loss for the entire world. Jeff Dyer - Uncle Sally
At v1 began to rotate, don't you mean v2? So much for details, also why sound so excited about telling this story? You seem to be enjoying it which lessons my opinion of you
Well, dang. I was really worried that your opinion of me might be lessened. (And since details are so important to you, you misspelled lessen-but don’t worry, my opinion of you hasn’t changed.) And yes, I meant V2, but unfortunately, RU-vid doesn’t allow one to make revisions.
This was the second time Peterson had flown this type of aircraft. The first was picking up the plane and flying it to the airport. The artificial horizon indicator was different to the type he had been flying as the colours on it were reversed.. He was not qualified to fly by instruments alone.
Keith baptized me In the seventies . My brother was in last days in the San Franado Valley. He followed him to Texas . Was a very sad day remember what I was doing . Getting ready for school in bathroom when I heard on radio.
Excellent episode, Dan, Christy and Baylee. I have been following Carson for a little while now, and love his work. I hope he has lots of continued success. Keep up the excellent work. Safe skies my friends 🇺🇸🛩️
Amelia took off for an airstrip in harbour grace,30 minutes from me!! U can still visit the site but not much left besides a tall skinny building on the site.
