planedriver

At the electronics firm I worked for, I gave a new apprentice a one pound note, and sent him to the government surplus store down the road for a bottle of low emmision.

He came back with and old radio valve which was cracked across the top, and the receipt was marked "no refund on this item"

It cost me 5 bob to pull this prank.

Surely if could have it's uses to adjust the C of G

Simply paint a few coats on the nose, or tail area, as required.

Sounds like the young accountant next door to me who was stuck in traffic on a hot day before Christmas, with temp in the red, and thought that if he closed the windows and put on the air-con, things would improve. He cooked the engine and soon found out that you also need deep pockets to repair a beamer.

Unfortunately he did'nt have a clue about mechanical things.

The danger with an aircraft, is that you may be the next poor sucker to fly the thing, when it's previously been flown by a clown and damage already caused.

Very lucky to have all got out virtually unscathed. Choppers= too many moving parts for my liking, but modern life would'nt be the same without them.

Hi JR

The fuel burn on the Cessna 195 was apparently around 16-17 US Gals an hour which produced a true airspeed cruise of 148 knots = 170MPH so it was not only pretty slippery, but also had a very useful payload of 1320lb. There are still a few around in the states, which can be picked up for around $70grand mark, if you can afford to feed the three hundred horses.

As nice as they are, i'd sooner have something more modern, maybe from the RV range, which can have similar performance using a lot less fuel, and no room for the mother-in-law and all her baggage.

Cheers

Alan

Hi JR,

What a wonderful looking bit of aviation history.

It looks to me like the Cessna 190 or 195 Businessliner from the late 1940's or early 1950's.

If this is the one it? it was famous as an oil guzzler. It had a 5 gallon tank for engine lubrication and used to need a minimum of 2 gals before flight, as it gobbled up the oil at a rate of 2 quarts an hour (about 1.9 litres an hour for you young fellah's) A bit like the famous " Connie".

Kind Regards

Planey

Dammit mr Rattus Rattus, I can't fit these words to that tune. Meth inks me smell arat!

Anyway, we have to consider the festive season Mr Rattus, so i'll stick with "While the Thrusters are a thrusting, like the partridge in a pear tree" and they'll have to come and go with that, till I can dicktate something better.

"That sounds good to me" replied the ever acommodating Pixie with a wry grin. Then we can jump to the left, and jump to the right, in the true party spirit, before finishing the evening with 'That Olde Lanes Mine".

"That a 3300 in your pocket (well they run a bit lumpy don't they?:ne_nau:) or are you just pleased to see me?" :heart: cooed Nana as Bryon....

Nah! I was just forgetful, came the reply. Clean forgot that the doc says I should bite what he prescribed in half, to get twice the bang for the buck.

A bit like a jabiru with one oiled-up plug.

Oh!, do you mean like KY Aeroshell quizzed the Nanna? I spose it all helps with the vintage of most of e'm around here.

But I own a trusty Thruster shouted a voice from the back of the crowd......whats more, i'm braced to handle whatever comes my way.

I don't object to you talking about me Phil.

But sure as hell get the sh*ts when you tell everyone my problems.

Have a great Christmas.

Regards

Planey

Well done guys.

Even if yours doesn't make the front cover of the glossy mag, there are some wonderful shots there, (which put my efforts to shame) and so many of them deserve recognition.

Keep them coming, as I for one, just love to see them, and i'm sure many many more do as well.

Kind Regards

Planey.

Phuket----Where many men go to be lead astray.

PH, as per checking to see if the neighbours kids have been peeing in your pool.

I was strugling uphill, haphazardly for an answer to this one.

Welcome to the forums Chambose.

Hope you find these forums as rewarding as I do.

Just Googled PDX. It's a very nice looking aeroplane you have.

There's many GA pilots on here, and we look forward to hearing more from you.

Kind Regards

Planey

Thank you for all the well wishes, I've previously had experience in ultralights (582 drifters and 1926 aeronca), but due to the failed Rainbow Air at Rainbow beach some time ago, they lost all my records, or rather disappeared with them, and my 1/2 share in a drifter. I haven't been keen to revisit aviation since, but my mates at Barrier Aviation have a flight school and are interested in helping me to aquire a PPL, possibly CPL. I hope to post a myriad of pictures whilst it is all still fresh and new, but as always familiarity can sometimes curb curiosity. We operate cessna 172, 182, 206, 207, 210, 310, 340, 402, 441, piper seneca, cherokee6, BN Islander, Kingair.... I think thats all.... plus flying school and bases in Darwin, Gove, Horn Island and Cairns. I've been learning about MR's, AD's, ADA's, ASIC's, MTOW's, etc etc. I've never seen so many acronyms in my life, like learning a whole new language!!!

By the way, your photo looks brilliant as my latest desktop background.

I've just landed a job with Barrier Aviation in Cairns, doing operations and Aircraft handling (global express, challenger, citation etc etc)My boss assisting start...

If your boss is not happy with you, don't forget to give him my number.

Rgds

Planey

Good one FD.No wonder it is leaning to starboard.. The engines on the starboard wing are bigger than those on the port wing!

Guy walks out of the restroom.Girl say's " Sir, your garage door is open"

Guy asks "Did you see my Harley?"

 

Girl says "No, I saw a mini bike with two flat tyres"

In fact Turbo had been on a whirlwind trip setting up deals with possum shooters and other members of the rag trade getting ready to launch his new product based loosely on a food chain's "Combo" brand (you don't eat any part of this one though).

He had rushed into Wagga Wagga, a known possum haunt and breeding farm, but found "Shining Tooth" (an old Indian alias sometimes used by the Capt) was out of town, so he took the opportunity to grab a handful of boiled lollies from the cherubs, only to suffer a broken tooth on the way home, and he could understand perfectly how this establishment had five stars - that's what you see when you eat their friggin toffees.

So all I want for Christmas is my TWO GOLD TEETH .

Now that'll change a few things around this joint, and upset the balance of one up-manship.

Many a jest, is spoken as a true word Doug.

Kind regards

Planey

.......was wondering how the Water Rat was coping in Water Water.."Hopefully Turbovenrude will be able to kick start his outboard & boat in" suggested Mrh. "and save that scallywag Captain Water Rat"..and what about MrFirelocks!... "Maybe it was 'im that left the fire 'ose on & flooded the town" suggested Bryon as he tapped out a rythmic dripping kind of beat.." No way!" said Drip Dot "It was...................

The Four-Striper trying to flush out those possums to please the throngs of thong perverts, who insist on getting to the crutch of our problems.

Turboevenrude who lacks a bit of spark at the moment, has nothing to to do with it, in fact he's a non-runner at the moment, and feels very cranky about the situation.

Tomo's not in the positition to offer much advise, as he's probably busy trying to seduce, that should read induce, the next passenger for his next trip to Temora.

AhClaus is busy fitting an array of led lights in the missing rivet holes, in the true festive spirit, so don't knock him, because otherwise he will feel somewhat de-lighted.

About four decades ago while working as a sales engineer for an electronics company, I had to meet a person at a chemical plant, and it was pretty obvious from a 100mtrs away, that he was on the other side of the fence to me.

When he introduced himself as Ivor Ramsbottom, I nearly wet myself, trying to keep a straight face, and it was a talking point around the office for ages.

Not sure whether this or something similar was posted before, but it's a good read anyway.

No matter what side of the AISLE you're on, THIS is FUNNY

and VERY telling! It just all depends on how you look at the same

things.

Judy Rudd an amateur genealogy researcher in Southern

Queensland, was doing some personal work on her family tree. She

discovered that Prime Minister Kevin Rudd's great-great uncle, Remus

Rudd, was hanged for horse stealing and train robbery in Melbourne in

1889. Both Judy and Kevin Rudd share this common ancestor.

The only known photograph of Remus shows him standing on the

gallows at the Melbourne Gaol:

On the back of the picture Judy obtained during her research

is this inscription: 'Remus Rudd horse thief, sent to Melbourne Gaol

1885, escaped 1887, robbed the Melbourne-Geelong train six times.

Caught by Victoria Police Force, convicted and hanged in 1889'

So Judy recently e-mailed Prime Minister Rudd for

information about their great-great uncle. Remus Rudd:

Believe it or not, Kevin Rudd's staff sent back the

following biographical sketch for her genealogy research:

"Remus Rudd was famous in Victoria during the mid to late

1800s. His business empire grew to include acquisition of valuable

equestrian assets and intimate dealings with the Melbourne-Geelong

Railroad.

Beginning in 1883, he devoted several years of his life to

government service, finally taking leave to resume his dealings with

the railroad.

In 1887, he was a key player in a vital investigation run by

the Victoria Police Force. In 1889, Remus passed away during an

important civic function held in his honour when the platform upon

which he was standing collapsed."

NOW That's how it's done, Folks!:ah_oh:

That's real POLITICAL SPIN. (About the only thing they do excel at)

Airport Security.

Mrs. Donovan was walking down

O'Connell Street in Dublin when

she met up with Father Flaherty.

The Father said, 'Top o' the mornin'

to ye! Aren't ye Mrs. Donovan

and didn't I marry ye and yer

hoosband two years ago?'

She replied, 'Aye, that ye did, Father.'

The Father asked, 'And be there

any wee little ones yet?'

She replied, 'No, not yet, Father.'

The Father said, 'Well now,

I'm going to Rome next week

and I'll light a fertility candle for ye

and yer hoosband.'

She replied, 'Oh, thank ye, Father...'

They then parted ways..

Some years later they met again.

The Father asked, 'Well now,

Mrs. Donovan, how are ye these days?'

She replied, 'Oh, very well, Father!'

The Father asked, 'And tell me ,

have ye any wee ones yet?'

She replied, 'Oh yes, Father!

Two sets of twins and six singles,

ten in all!'

The Father said, 'That's wonderful!

How is yer loving hoosband doing?'

She replied, 'E's gone to Rome

to blow out the bloody candle you lit.'