7 am. It snowed on the Air Show! A thin but very white, as evidenced by the photo below.
8 hours, our passengers arrive. They embarked, and go. On this mission, my captain will go, and I return. After takeoff facing east, the boat headed toward the north and OPAL. And soon, the coast of the same name comes before us :
9:45 (8:45 local), we landed on runway 01 at London-Oxford airport. After we rested the rest of the morning in the comfortable Crew Rest, one starts in town (ie at Woodstock, the town next door) for lunch. Having eaten, we'll take a walk in a store, and we found this beer:
There are only two, my captain takes one, and I the other. Back at the airport Rest and Crew, and some small parts of Flight Control Network bluetooh later, our passengers arrive and we go again.
16.05. Local time, 5:05 p.m. French time. Climbing to the level 190, west London, near Farnborough. 20 minutes ago I did take off the King Air runway 19 at London-Oxford Airport. We are in the sun, above the layer. A glance at the watch, and I say to myself: 'That's it! " And obviously I think back to another flight ...
also was in December, nine years ago. During a rascol in western U.S. (at the time it was not called Far West). I was in the left seat of a Cessna 172. With me, two friends Pilotlist. We took off from Minden-Tahoe to go to Mammoth Yosemite airtport, land over 7000 feet, with a lap at 8000 ft. It was my first flight in a Cessna captain, and my first flight in the United States CBD. And during this flight, I had spent the 100 hours, increasing to three digits.
hand is that I fly the Beech 200, since I agreed with my captain, during the briefing that I could not be the pilot car to pass this time. Another symbolic, that of 1000 flight hours total. Passing and four digits (while waiting to reach a bunch of years, that of the five digits!)
I take some photos to immortalize the moment:
On returning home, I fill my log book, which now has a total of 1000h40. And I return to my previous flights of hundreds.
The 200th was passed in 2003 en route to the island of Yeu.
The 300th was to go to a gathering of Pilotlist, the marriage of two members of the list Barcelonnette.
The 400th in May 2009 between Bristol and Gloucester, IFR, on Seneca.
The 500th FI during my test in November 2009.
the 600th in February 2010, Flight training at night Toussus.
The 700th, 800th and 900th this year on the King Air, respectively, between Le Bourget and Saint-Brieuc, en route to Barcelona, and between Farnborough and Montpellier.
It took me just under 10 years to reach 500 hours. And only 13 months for the next 500.
The caps like that is good, it can both take a look in the mirror (and in the log book, and recalling fond memories of flights) and thinking in the future and many flights to come ...
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