turboplanner Posted December 9, 2009 Posted December 9, 2009 Speed doesn't kill, it's the sudden stop
facthunter Posted December 10, 2009 Posted December 10, 2009 true. Yeah. Jumping out of a window never killed anybody. It's hitting the ground that does it. N
hihosland Posted December 20, 2009 Author Posted December 20, 2009 No one has ever collided with the sky.
turboplanner Posted December 20, 2009 Posted December 20, 2009 No one has ever collided with the sky. Yes, they have - when the sky fell on Chooky Looky!
hihosland Posted December 21, 2009 Author Posted December 21, 2009 Never stop being a kid. Never stop feeling and seeing and being excited with great things like air and engines and sounds of sunlight within you. Wear your little mask if you must to protect you from the world but if you let that kid disappear you are grown up and you are dead. — Richard Bach, 'Nothing by Chance,' 1963.
hihosland Posted December 22, 2009 Author Posted December 22, 2009 Lack of planning on your part does not constitute an emergency on mine.
turboplanner Posted December 23, 2009 Posted December 23, 2009 The early bird gets the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese.
hihosland Posted December 23, 2009 Author Posted December 23, 2009 Lovers of air travel find it exhilarating to hang poised between the illusion of immortality and the fact of death. — Alexander Chase, 'Perspectives,' 1966
RKW Posted December 23, 2009 Posted December 23, 2009 For those poor souls who have to work..... The more you enjoy flying, the more your job sucks!
facthunter Posted December 24, 2009 Posted December 24, 2009 Jobs. Except if flying is your JOB... Nev
icebob Posted December 24, 2009 Posted December 24, 2009 No one is in charge of your happiness but you.
hihosland Posted January 12, 2010 Author Posted January 12, 2010 One peek is worth a thousand instrument cross-checks
hihosland Posted January 12, 2010 Author Posted January 12, 2010 It is as though we have grown wings, which thanks to Providence, we have learnt to control. — Louis Blériot, 'Atlantic Monoplanes of tomorrow.'
hihosland Posted January 18, 2010 Author Posted January 18, 2010 Flying was a very tangible freedom. In those days, it was beauty, adventure, discovery -- the epitome of breaking into new worlds. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh, introduction to 'Hour of Gold, Hour of Lead,' 1929.
Guest Sharp End Posted January 19, 2010 Posted January 19, 2010 My definition of an optimist has to be the Luftwaffe F-104 pilot who gave up smoking! — John Wiley
Guest Sharp End Posted January 19, 2010 Posted January 19, 2010 You know they invented wheelbarrows to teach CASA inspectors to walk on their hind legs.
DarkSarcasm Posted January 19, 2010 Posted January 19, 2010 You know they invented wheelbarrows to teach CASA inspectors to walk on their hind legs. and so Jabiru can use the wheelbearings on the nosewheels of the J160
hihosland Posted January 20, 2010 Author Posted January 20, 2010 Science, freedom, beauty, adventure: what more could you ask of life? Aviation combined all the elements I loved. There was science in each curve of an airfoil, in each angle between strut and wire, in the gap of a spark plug or the color of the exhaust flame. There was freedom in the unlimited horizon, on the open fields where one landed. A pilot was surrounded by beauty of earth and sky. He brushed treetops with the birds, leapt valleys and rivers, explored the cloud canyons he had gazed at as a child. Adventure lay in each puff of wind. I began to feel that I lived on a higher plane than the skeptics of the ground; one that was richer because of its very association with the element of danger they dreaded, because it was freer of the earth to which they were bound. In flying, I tasted a wine of the gods of which they could know nothing. Who valued life more highly, the aviators who spent it on the art they loved, or these misers who doled it out like pennies through their antlike days? I decided that if I could fly for ten years before I was killed in a crash, it would be a worthwhile trade for an ordinary life time. — Charles A. Lindbergh, 'The Spirit of St. Louis.'
hihosland Posted January 21, 2010 Author Posted January 21, 2010 Experience is a hard teacher. First comes the test, then the lesson.
DarkSarcasm Posted January 24, 2010 Posted January 24, 2010 I think it is a pity to lose the romantic side of flying and simply to accept it as a common means of transport…. ~Amy Johnson
hihosland Posted January 24, 2010 Author Posted January 24, 2010 I fly because it releases my mind from the tyranny of petty things . . . — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
turboplanner Posted January 24, 2010 Posted January 24, 2010 When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
Tomo Posted January 24, 2010 Posted January 24, 2010 When everything is coming your way, you're in the wrong lane. Thanks Turbo... I was wondering why that was the case... :thumb_up: :rolleyes1:
hihosland Posted January 29, 2010 Author Posted January 29, 2010 Always remember you fly an airplane with your head, not your hands.
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