Taking Wing

Day One The airport at night is a dark void from the air, but down here it's lit like the proverbial Christmas tree. There are blue taxi...

Day Three . Having "slept in" until 7:15 am, it was already light out when we woke up and began packing. I was happy to see that m...

Day One. The sea of waving green-and-yellow cartop flags gave way immediately as soon as I turned off traffic-choked I-5, replaced by a few ...

Well, I'm not sure this blog has been so much neglected as it's been abandoned. A month is the longest I've gone without posting...

"Atlanta Ops, "NewCo Fifty-eight seventy-six." The operations frequency is quiet. "Atlanta Ops, NewCo 5876, over." ...

"NewCo fifty-seven fourteen, holding instructions for you, advise ready to copy." My First Officer looks up from the FOM he is stu...

Of the several insightful comments to my last post, this one by Ron Rapp really struck home for me: I would add another suggestion to your ...