In article <[email hidden]>, Paul Saunders
<[email hidden]> writes
Quoted message said:Quoted message said:"[censored]! Look at the speed! Daren't drop the flaps yet. What was
that heading? Have I got the gear down? I've gone through the
centre line!Switch on the GPS and go around"!
Flew from Swansea to Southampton a few days ago in a Baron 58 Turbo, at
sunrise. Conditions were pretty clear when I took off, with just a few
clouds around, but got a bit foggier on the other side of the channel. By
the time I reached Hampshire there was a thick ground fog covering the
entire area and I couldn't see squat.I used the GPS to line myself up with the runway, switching to ILS as I got
closer. Unfortunately there's no flight director in the Baron 58 and I
misjudged the distance and descent rate, so by the time I dropped below the
fog bank (fortunately it didn't extend right down to the ground) the airport
was right below me and I was way too high.I couldn't be arsed to go around so I put the plane into a Stuka dive
(amidst frantic cries of "watch your descent rate! watch your descent rate!"
from my co-pilot), pulling back on the stick just in time. It was a pretty
long runway for a small plane so I knew I had plenty of time to lose speed
and land nicely just before it ran out.The passengers opinion of the flight was mostly excellent, apart from those
few moments of sheer terror at the end!
What are you drinking - I'll have a couple :-)
What did the neighbours think of all the noise?
--
Bill Grey
http://www.billboy.co.uk