Possible Ferry Cancellations - Alaska
If you have a reservation for an Alaska Ferry for this summer, you might want to read this: http://www.ktoo.org/2015/04/10/travelers-not-told-ferries-may-canceled/
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Yep...that's it. and yes, brother owns it.
IIRC, the old man traded a 170 and $10,000-ish to the dealer for the 180 but that's what I heard, not what I saw.
"..survive that long in Alaska..."? Hmm. We need to define "survive".
- 1 pretty aggressive ground loop (I was a passenger) when a tire went flat on a long river bar somewhere near Illiamna. No (apparently) major issue and it was "fixable" in the field (thank goodness for goop and a bike pump, don't ask me how we had that with us), but when back in Anchorage (at Wilbur's Air for another name from the past) had the gear torn down, inspected, and the legs re-sprung (re-arched ?) after that trip.
- 1 complete flip (yep, ended up on the back) (I was a passenger) at the cabin. One of those proverbials: 1st mistake won't get you: Crappy weather, tired pilot, late evening flight, "Dad, I dunno, looks wet"....went off into the toolies and had to walk out.....that one pretty much resulted in a complete teardown of the airplane
- 1 gentle nose over when the old man tried to impress a couple of folks by landing at a construction site. I wasn't along, but he was carrying two pax and figured if he'd had the 3rd that was originally going to go along, the plane wouldn't have gone over...hit a chuckhole at just the wrong time during rollout. Turns out nothing was damaged except the prop, but that was only after the obligatory teardown and inspect.
- Brother plowed it in near Peters Creek (near Los Anchorage, not near the mining district) when he let the carb ice up. No big deal, just an unpowered landing that turned out fine in a snow covered meadow, but involved a rescue mission with sno-goes and 3 sleds to pull it to a "take-offable" road. That event brought to mind the proverbial story of the monkey and the oblate spheroid.
- While I only had/have 20 - 30 hours at the controls, I never had the slightest problem with the 180...so I learned my lesson: If I'm a passenger, bad things happen. If I'm PIC, nothing happens. So I fly the -12 :)
The 180 may be destined for out-of-Alaska in the next generation. My nephew (brother's oldest son) lives in Ohio. My other nephew (brother's #2 son) just graduated from High School, but has expressed a dislike of cold weather....so who knows where the bird will end up?
We may have met in Alaska travels.....the most brilliant and precocious of the old man's kids......who somehow ended up being old and spending too much time in Texas.
IIRC, the old man traded a 170 and $10,000-ish to the dealer for the 180 but that's what I heard, not what I saw.
"..survive that long in Alaska..."? Hmm. We need to define "survive".
- 1 pretty aggressive ground loop (I was a passenger) when a tire went flat on a long river bar somewhere near Illiamna. No (apparently) major issue and it was "fixable" in the field (thank goodness for goop and a bike pump, don't ask me how we had that with us), but when back in Anchorage (at Wilbur's Air for another name from the past) had the gear torn down, inspected, and the legs re-sprung (re-arched ?) after that trip.
- 1 complete flip (yep, ended up on the back) (I was a passenger) at the cabin. One of those proverbials: 1st mistake won't get you: Crappy weather, tired pilot, late evening flight, "Dad, I dunno, looks wet"....went off into the toolies and had to walk out.....that one pretty much resulted in a complete teardown of the airplane
- 1 gentle nose over when the old man tried to impress a couple of folks by landing at a construction site. I wasn't along, but he was carrying two pax and figured if he'd had the 3rd that was originally going to go along, the plane wouldn't have gone over...hit a chuckhole at just the wrong time during rollout. Turns out nothing was damaged except the prop, but that was only after the obligatory teardown and inspect.
- Brother plowed it in near Peters Creek (near Los Anchorage, not near the mining district) when he let the carb ice up. No big deal, just an unpowered landing that turned out fine in a snow covered meadow, but involved a rescue mission with sno-goes and 3 sleds to pull it to a "take-offable" road. That event brought to mind the proverbial story of the monkey and the oblate spheroid.
- While I only had/have 20 - 30 hours at the controls, I never had the slightest problem with the 180...so I learned my lesson: If I'm a passenger, bad things happen. If I'm PIC, nothing happens. So I fly the -12 :)
The 180 may be destined for out-of-Alaska in the next generation. My nephew (brother's oldest son) lives in Ohio. My other nephew (brother's #2 son) just graduated from High School, but has expressed a dislike of cold weather....so who knows where the bird will end up?
We may have met in Alaska travels.....the most brilliant and precocious of the old man's kids......who somehow ended up being old and spending too much time in Texas.
