Category: Auto-biographical (tuna helicopters)
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Moggy’s Tunaboat Helicopter Manual Ch.5-4 “Packing your Bags “
Moggy’s Tunaboat Helicopter Manual Ch.5-4 2/2/2015 “Packing your bags for the Tuna Fields” A cheerful morning ramble to include some simple thoughts on “Packing your bags for the Tuna Fields” 1) Moggy’s Muddlings 2) Human Relations 3) Mindset, and middle digits 4) “instant walls” 1) Moggy’s Muddlings It’s a quiet early morning here on the…
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A Blip on the Radar (42B) “The Peacemaker who tried – Part 2 “
A Blip on the Radar (42B) Part 2: The Peacemaker who tried Our net boat bumped against the hull of the purse seiner, and a sailor, alerted by the noise of our arrival, poked his head over the side. He recognized me. I had worked a three month vacation spell there, covering for the resident…
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A Blip on the Radar (42A) “The Peacemaker who tried – Part 1 “
THE PEACEMAKER WHO TRIED – Part 1 Part 1: Three Little Words I don’t like fighting. It seems such a primitive, savage, somewhat crude pastime. Whether it be physical, emotional, psychological or the result of business competitiveness taken to the extremes of what Testosterone charged males are capable of, I find it unsatisfying. Politics increasingly…
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A Blip on the Radar (41) “Dropping a Missile “
“I always do a good pre-flight. Always. Yep. I’m good…” A Blip on the Radar Part 41: Dropping a Missile I soloed some forty four years ago. If there is one thing I (might) have learned by now, it’s that we always seem to do stupid sheeee stuff. No matter how hard we try, no…
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A Blip on the Radar (40) “The Duel “
A Blip on the Radar Part 40: The Duel Of all the duels I have fought, including a strange, oddball jousting session with another helicopter, and sundry other Testosterone indulgence events, the one that comes to mind tonight is one I lost. My opponent, more resourceful than I, although knocked backed against the ropes, recovered…
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Learning to Fly Helicopters (3) “First Solo “
Learning to Fly Helicopters Part 3: “First Solo” (in a Helicopter) The irony for me of course was the fact that I had, myself, in previous life, sent many a fixed wing student pilot off on his or her first solo. And it was always I who, as the (h)airplane instructor, had watched (anxiously) as…
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Learning to Fly Helicopters (2) “Do I trust this thing? “
Learning to Fly Helicopters Part 2: “Do I trust this Thing?” The Robinson R-22… Long time ago. Early model days. Old fashioned twist grip, no governor, straight tail. I was suspicious, still, about the mechanical integrity of the beast. It looked so flimsy. Like a bunch of surplus tin cans beat roughly into shape. Now…
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Learning to Fly Helicopters (1) “Seduction “
Learning to fly Helicopters Part 1: Seduction When a chap has already logged several thousand hours fixed wing, and then starts getting involved with helicopters, people will ask ‘why?’. When on top of that, he has previously been unkind about helicopters, people will be doubly intrigued. My quiet opinion, along with a great many fixed…
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A Blip on the Radar (39) “I could have been a Librarian “
Forgetting to undo one tie-down… the one millionth pilot to make this same old mistake A Blip on the Radar Part 39: I could have been a Librarian There was a period of time in Oz and New Zealand, when, if I understand correctly, Federal student loan programs were very readily available for those wishing…
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Reading MTM?…Shhhhh! Keep it quiet at the bar!
“I’m the King of the Castle! Heh-heh-heh!” Reading MTM? Shhhh… Keep it quiet at the bar! “Ha-Ha! We are funny creatures, you and I, are we not?”, spoke the old Penguin pleasantly. But the Dromedary was not amused. “What do you mean, you stupid, fat Penguin? I am a most perfect creature! I have four…