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Happily, the days of a dealer tossing the keys to a new owner and wishing him luck are gone, at least for most of the industry. The delivery process today, even for light airplanes, is extremely involved. Before a new owner leaves the factory with his brand-new, shiny flying machine, he’ll have to sit down […]

Two round trips up and down the east coast over the recent year-end holidays reinforced for me the incredible transportation value that is the personal airplane. They also reminded me we are operating these airplanes in not just three dimensions, but four. The fourth? Time. My first flight involved a solo “hop” of some 755 nm from my new home in Florida to my old one in the D.C. area. Due to some personal complications as well as the need to perform some much-needed TLC on the airplane, I didnt get away until late in the day; most of the flight would be at night. Some of that delay was by design, however, involving a fast-moving and wet front pushing in along my route from the west, extending north to New England and south into the Gulf of Mexico. It was dumping rain all along the east coast, and the weather-guessers were advertising real wind-gusts to 35 knots in some locations-to come in behind it. Ceilings were low until the front passed, but they wouldnt matter much if I had a 35-knot direct crosswind at my destination.

It’s the calmness with which they tell the tales that’s most striking. “One time I flew unconscious for an hour and a half. I lost my oxygen from shrapnel and passed out. I came to out of gas, with the engine dead, and in a spin.” “When I got shot down the second time, I […]

I applaud Paul Bertorelli for promoting hypoxia awareness (“My Payne Stuart Moment,” December). Mr. Bertorelli clearly prefers the “reduced breathing method” of hypoxia awareness training over the traditional altitude chamber ride, apparently because the hypoxic symptoms come on slower. My observation is that recognition of the symptoms is the critical thing, not how long they take to become recognizable. Also, using the term “denial” for failing to take appropriate action after the onset of hypoxia is to my mind non-productive. Mr. Bertorelli uses a better term himself when he describes a “state of hypoxic stupidity.”

I love clouds; I always have, even as a child. When I learned to fly, I came to understand what they could tell me-as well as what they could do to me. Then, as I earned the thin suit of armor we call an instrument rating, I could not only look upon clouds from my new perspective, I could get up close and personal with them. Soon, I learned getting above them offered the best of many worlds, including greater visibility, better weather, a smoother ride and more advance notice of challenging weather ahead. But I also learned getting and staying on top of a cloud deck can put you someplace youd rather not be, even with an instrument rating.

The manifold pressure and propeller rpm wound down abruptly on the engine in front of me. I lowered the nose a little and continued to climb. There was no roll or yaw change, and the only pilot task was to stay on climb airspeed, the same value I had been holding before the power loss. […]

As recently as 10 or so years ago, the idea of an aviation headset incorporating active circuitry reducing cockpit noise wasnt commonplace. Earlier, cockpits had become extremely busy, and reaching for a microphone every time ATC called proved to be a major distraction. Finally gone were the days when pilots and crews strained to hear the radio and each other, evoking memories of the takeoff scene from the movie Airplane! Headsets have become such a common-place item that we tend to take them for granted-we dont often pause to think much about the broader implications of an inferior headset. Having recently had the pleasure to test headsets in a laboratory for sister publication Aviation Consumer, I came away with a new-found appreciation for the fssafety benefits a good headset can provide.

In that vast wasteland we call television, a clever commercial has been making the rounds lately. It depicts a hapless sad sack in a crumpled white suit bumbling through a nighttime cityscape setting off fires, floods and other assorted mayhem. The catchline is “risk never sleeps.” It sure enough doesnt, but the other essential element of accidents is opportunity. Consider this: In two years time, Cirrus Design will have sold more than 1000 turbocharged SR22s, each capable of effortless cruise in the mid-20s. The risk, of course, is hypoxia, and 1000 airplanes is enough opportunity to give an insurance executive ulcers.

The plan was simple. I would be transitioning from an unpressurized, high-performance single to a Piper Meridian. While I have a little experience in turbine airplanes, the idea was for me to make the leap in a week and to get to the point in that short time where I could handle the airplane on […]

I swapped frequencies on the 430 and made my call to the controller. “Austin Departure, Cirrus Two Four Seven Sierra Romeo out of one-point-six for 4,000, one-five-zero on the heading.” “Cirrus 247SR, roger, climb and maintain 4,000. And Seven Sierra Romeo, uh, we have you down for 25,000 feet for your final altitude. Is that […]