This is from one of my flights this past Thursday. See if you can read the instruments. One clue, the clock says 11:27. It wasn't 11:27 am. I had been flying for 11 minuets and 27 seconds.
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Sunday Helicopter Photo
Here is a Robinsons R-44 taking off from the Heliport where I fly. I was walking out to get in the Schweizer and though this would make a good photo.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Flew Today
Well, the winds finally died down a little. I managed to fly for a total of three hours today. As it got later in the day, the winds came back and it got rough!
I was flying low over the Texas prarie. I was looking for the southern herd of the Jackalope.
The Heliport from which I operate is surrounded by buildings, so the wind really swirls around, making taxi and parking difficult!
More photos tomorrow!
I was flying low over the Texas prarie. I was looking for the southern herd of the Jackalope.
The Heliport from which I operate is surrounded by buildings, so the wind really swirls around, making taxi and parking difficult!
More photos tomorrow!
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
No flying today
Well, I was all set to do about 3 or 4 hours of flying today. But the wind was gusting over 35 mph. So, today was a giant waist of time. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. The forecast is for reduced winds starting in the morning. I'll report on it tomorrow.
Haunted
I hate this time of year. I hate the Christmas season. Its not just because I'm Jewish. Its not because Christmas is in reality a pagan holiday. Its not the worship of the false god of materialism, Santa Clause. It is all these things and others.
But I am also haunted by memories.
Here is a story of something that happened over twenty years ago. It was towards the end of the shopping season. I was in New Jersey for some reason. I was walking thru some department store in a mall. I don't remember why, but I was in a foul mood. I was rushing thru the store, going to the parking lot. I had to go thru the fragrance section. There were a number of young ladies who were working in the section, demonstrating cosmetics and giving samples of fragrances. As I stormed thru the section, one of these young ladys asked me very nicely, "Would you like to try Calve Kline for men"? (it may have been some other fragrance. I don't remember the brand.) I stopped. I looked at her and I am sure that I looked like I was completely disgusted. I said in the nastiest way I could, "You've got to be kidding"! and I stormed away. As I left, I heard her mumble under her breath, "No, I wasn't". I remember the sound of her voice was like some one who had just been wounded to the soul.
What I had done and how I acted was inexcusable. I knew it as I walked away. I knew I should have gone back to her and apologized and begged for her forgiveness. But I was too embarrassed to do so.
To this day I am haunted by what I did. I whish I could go back in time and make amends for how I acted. She was probably a nice young girl who was seasonal help for the store. I can imagine that she was excited at the prospect of working in such a fancy store. Then she had to be confronted by a total EXPLETIVE like me. I cannot walk thru a fragrance section of a department store without thinking of her and how I wounded her. And I will never ever be able to say to her that I am sorry.
But I am also haunted by memories.
Here is a story of something that happened over twenty years ago. It was towards the end of the shopping season. I was in New Jersey for some reason. I was walking thru some department store in a mall. I don't remember why, but I was in a foul mood. I was rushing thru the store, going to the parking lot. I had to go thru the fragrance section. There were a number of young ladies who were working in the section, demonstrating cosmetics and giving samples of fragrances. As I stormed thru the section, one of these young ladys asked me very nicely, "Would you like to try Calve Kline for men"? (it may have been some other fragrance. I don't remember the brand.) I stopped. I looked at her and I am sure that I looked like I was completely disgusted. I said in the nastiest way I could, "You've got to be kidding"! and I stormed away. As I left, I heard her mumble under her breath, "No, I wasn't". I remember the sound of her voice was like some one who had just been wounded to the soul.
What I had done and how I acted was inexcusable. I knew it as I walked away. I knew I should have gone back to her and apologized and begged for her forgiveness. But I was too embarrassed to do so.
To this day I am haunted by what I did. I whish I could go back in time and make amends for how I acted. She was probably a nice young girl who was seasonal help for the store. I can imagine that she was excited at the prospect of working in such a fancy store. Then she had to be confronted by a total EXPLETIVE like me. I cannot walk thru a fragrance section of a department store without thinking of her and how I wounded her. And I will never ever be able to say to her that I am sorry.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Warning from 62 years ago.
With the election of a genuine socialist as president, I thought this quote from 62 years ago was apt.
The greatest guilt today is that of people who accept collectivism by moral default; the people who seek protection from the necessity of taking a stand, by refusing to admit to themselves the nature of that which they are accepting; the people who support plans specifically designed to achieve serfdom, but hide behind the empty assertion that they are lovers of freedom, with no concrete meaning attached to the word; the people who believe that the content of ideas need not be examined, that principles need not be defined, and that facts can be eliminated by keeping one's eyes shut. They expect, when they find themselves in a world of bloody ruins and concentration camps, to escape moral responsibility by wailing: "But I didn't mean this!"
Those who want slavery should have the grace to name it by its proper name. They must face the full meaning of that which they are advocating or condoning; the full, exact, specific meaning of collectivism, of its logical implications, of the principles upon which it is based, and of the ultimate consequences to which these principles will lead.
They must face it, then decide whether this is what they want or not.
--Ayn Rand, 1946
The greatest guilt today is that of people who accept collectivism by moral default; the people who seek protection from the necessity of taking a stand, by refusing to admit to themselves the nature of that which they are accepting; the people who support plans specifically designed to achieve serfdom, but hide behind the empty assertion that they are lovers of freedom, with no concrete meaning attached to the word; the people who believe that the content of ideas need not be examined, that principles need not be defined, and that facts can be eliminated by keeping one's eyes shut. They expect, when they find themselves in a world of bloody ruins and concentration camps, to escape moral responsibility by wailing: "But I didn't mean this!"
Those who want slavery should have the grace to name it by its proper name. They must face the full meaning of that which they are advocating or condoning; the full, exact, specific meaning of collectivism, of its logical implications, of the principles upon which it is based, and of the ultimate consequences to which these principles will lead.
They must face it, then decide whether this is what they want or not.
--Ayn Rand, 1946
Me in a Helicopter (at last)
Check out my new profile picture. Its me flying a Schweizer 300 CBi. I had a good flight today. But it began to get very windy. This little helicopter has a tough time in a strong wind. As the manual says, "Controllability has been shown to be adequate in 17 kt (20 mph) winds from any direction."
Here is a photo I took as I was doing my preflight...
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