Gear Up

There’s a line of weather, tops to Flight Level 450, directly in the path of the proposed flight. It extends a good 500 miles to the left of course and 300 to the right. The thunderstorms reach from Illinois to South Texas. I’m waiting for two people, whom I’ve never met, to join me in […]

This old coat has been hanging in the back of our airplane for more years than I can reliably estimate. It has greeted me on countless occasions as I ascended the airstair of the Cheyenne on the way to the cockpit. It hangs just to the right, in the aft cargo area, waiting. Waiting for what, […]

I just like the way it looks. When that big Boeing turns onto the ramp and switches off its taxi lights, the lights do not snap off like a table lamp. No, they extinguish with a languid, gradual disappearance, signaling disappointment at the notion of being no longer needed. I just like how it looks. […]