I ARE A PILOT...


The Saga continues.......



I received my Private Pilot-Airplane Single Engine Land certificate on Sunday, October 15, 2000 after 55 flights.  The details of those flights, my learning experiences, and my infamous check ride are in my student logbook.  The saga continues now as I use the privileges to scoot over the countryside.

Flight 56/October 21, 2000-First Passengers.  Sons Chris and Shawn joined me for a flight this morning.  It was originally planned for tomorrow, but the forecast said fog.  Today was supposed to be too windy and tomorrow was supposed to be great.  Sheesh, can't the weather guys make up their minds?  So I called and a plane was available at noon.  We left Felts Field at about 12:20 p.m. and cruised to the west through the Spokane International/Fairchild AFB Class C space.  Even though we were below their altitude, I did use radar services from Spokane Approach just to make sure we were out of the way of the big guys.  We flew over the Grandparent's ranch at Reardan, took some aerial photos, and headed back.  At our departure, the wind at Felts Field was 8 knots.  It had increased to around 10 knots as we headed back.  We got into the downwind for the landing, turned base, then turned to final approach.  A new wind number:  now 15 knots directly across the runway.  "Ummm, boys, this landing may be a bit bumpy, " I said.  I worked the controls for a cross wind landing.  Wing down.  Looks good.  A little gusty.  Slight balloon.  Quick correction.  Nice touchdown on the right main, then left main, then the nose wheel.  Whew!  The kids were impressed.  Especially Shawn since the last landing I did with him on a dual flight was a little gamey.   Only a couple of problems:  I forgot to dial in the transponder code, (the tower reminded me on climb out), and the plane took an inordinate amount of  left rudder.  I did notice new screws on the rudder and it looked like maybe the ruddder had been replaced.  My left foot got tired.  Maybe the stabilizer trim was set wrong.  I forgot to mention it, so I called later and told them.  All in all a great flight.  I think the kids will like to go again.  Me too. (0.8 hours Certificated Pilot In Command/60.8 hours total time)  (Wow)



Flight 57/November 5, 2000-The sun was out and the wind was low.  Ya gotta fly when you can during this time of year.  Called in to see if there was a plane.  Yep, 94CA was open all day.  Shawn and I arrived a about 10:00 a.m. and pre-flighted the bird.  Hmmm.  It seems that the rudder trim tab is just as wacky as it was two weeks ago.  We'll see.  We take runway 21 Left, and turn toward the south and our house.  Shawn snaps an aerial view.  Arggh!  I still need lots of left rudder pressure.  If I take my foot off the pedal, the plane slips to the right.  The squawk book said this had been adjusted.  Yeah, right!  Plus, there's a pinhole in the windshield and it's spitting little tiny drops of water at me!   Well, it still flies.  We continue south for a few more minutes and I climb to 4,000.  There's a few scattered clouds at about 4,500.  Shawn is impressed at being this close to the little fluffy things but my left foot is getting tired.  It's time to turn back.  I'm assigned 21 left and make an OK approach.  I'm a little fast and float down the runway a bit.  Nice touchdown.  Taxi back and park.  Shawn admits later that he closes his eyes as we are descending to the runway.  I squawk the rudder again.  (0.8 hours this flight/61.6 hours total time)


Flight 58/November 10, 2000-About 25 years ago my boss had a Cessna 150 (I think) and took me and a co-worker (my old roommate) flying.  (Not at the same time, of course)  He and I have been talking about flying ever since.  Today was the day.  Mikey and I hit Felts Field about 9:40 am.  Winds were variable at 10-15 knots, but mostly down the runway and the air temp was about 25 F.  They had 59AM in a hanger with a heater to warm things up.  I did the pre-flight and explained everything as I went.  We hopped in and went throught the pre-start checklist.  It was cold and took several attempts to get her fired up.  I let it warm up for a few and we taxiied to runway 3 Left.  An uneventful takeoff and good climb rate due to the cold weather.  We headed south from the airport, turned to the east toward Idaho, then flew over the Coeur d'Alene Indian Casino, then headed back.  Mikey enjoys the flight, takes a few photos, asks some questions, and seems to be having a good time.  About 5 miles out, I called in to the tower.  Winds were about 15 knots at 030.  No problem.  I advise we would like to do a couple touch and go's and am assigned runway 3 left.  A couple minutes later I hear tower advise another aircraft that winds are now 050 at 20 knots.  I decide that we won't do touch and go's and ask for a full stop.  Tower assigns us back to runway 3 right for a full stop landing.  As I begin to enter my right downwind, tower advised that wind was now 060 at 25 knots.  Arggh!  I now ask for runway 3 left because I decide I might want the extra 75 feet in width and additional 1,500 feet in length for my highly-skilled, perfectly refined, and expert pilot crosswind landing technique.  In other words, I was looking for a lot more room to try and land this puppy without mowing the lawn.  A little high on the approach, more flaps, good approach, a little more power for the head wind, on the center line, and "bop" we land just a little faster and harder than perfect.  Of course, we get some nose wheel shimmy after it touches down.  Mikey is impressed....and alive!  (0.8 hours/62.4 total)  PLUS, see Mikey's thoughts on his flight plus a photo.


Flight 59/November 28, 2000-Low clouds and fog.  Day after day after day.  Yesterday, the fog lifted and it was beautiful.  I'm at work.  Today, low clouds and fog are predicted with partial clearing later.  In a flash of optimism, I put my flying stuff in the trunk.  At 12:30pm, it is still low clouds well below minimums.  Oh well, I have a meeting anyway it the basement conference room.  At 2:00pm, the meeting is over and I return from the dungeon.  The sun is out, skies are clear, no wind.  Oh well, I do have work to do.  I wander back to a co-workers office to discuss something.  Of course, he is a student pilot trying to get his ticket after a 21-year break between lessons.  The conversation drifts toward flying, as usual.  "We should go", he says.  He'd love to sit in the right seat.  "I need 3 touch and go's to maintain currency", I said.  After a short (very short) discussion, we both turn in vacation slips for 2 hours and we're off!  Hit the airport. the plane is nice and warm in the hanger.  I pre-flight it inside, we roll it out, and zoom down the taxiway.  Of course, everyone else has the same idea.  Three aircraft in the pattern, and one's a turboprop.  He's a little faster than me.  I do 3 touch and go's.  Ted hangs out in the right seat to watch the veteran pilot at work (hee-hee).  Landing number one is a little hard with my usual "level off slightly high and run out of airspeed" trick.  Number's two and three are perfect.  I do well at seeing the traffic and traffic awareness, (like the twin who magically appeared behind me on the downwind with no notice).  All goes well.  A good flight and Ted is impressed, (I think, or perhaps he's just thrilled to be alive).  (0.4 hours/62.8 total)


Flight 60/December 1, 2000-Fog lifted by around 11 a.m.  Tommy was back in town and he was depressed that 457BC hadn't been in the air since my checkride.  It was time to warm it up.  We departed Felts Field at about 2:00 p.m. and flew to the south.  High clouds with some ground fog.  Tom took the left seat since it is his plane and I have more hours in it's left seat than he does.  We flew to Tekoa and Colfax.  Eyeballed a few farm airstrips on the way.  We split up the pilot duties and I got my first taste of right seat flying.  The one instrument that's hardest to see is the turn coordinator and I have to look to find the controls for my left hand to adjust.  Very smooth air except for a couple of bumps by Steptoe Butte. During the flight, Tom takes the controls and flies over a farm house/wheat ranch-his old homestead.  After about 4 passes, his dad finally comes out onto the porch and waves.  I handle the pilot duties up to Spokane but Tommy gets to land.  I decide I like the left seat better.  (0.5 hours PIC/63.3 total)


Flight 61/January 7, 2001-We tried to fly yesterday but it was foggy all day.  Reserved a plane for 1pm today.  Chris and Shawn joined me.  Even though we are the ONLY people scheduled for the plane today it was low on fuel and oil and we had to wait while it was serviced.  The sun was out and we lifted off at 1:20pm in 59AM.  Flew to the east toward Coeur d'Alene, Idaho.  Reached the town and then turned south and followed the lake to Worley and the casino.  Then flew back to the west over Rockford and Fairfield.  We then turned north, flew near the house and into right base for Felts runway 3 right.  A little hot on the landing, couple of bounces.  Need to spend the next few flights just doing touch and go's!  (1.1 PIC/64.4 total hours)


Flight 62/January 24, 2001-I played hookey from work, taking a little extra time at lunch for some landing practice.  A fellow employee (and student pilot) joined me for a few circuits in 59AM.  We had to look in three hangers before we found the plane.  Got it pre-flighted and climbed in.  I looked in my bag for my little notebook and it was gone.  Along with that was my super custom checklist.  Shoot!  I must have left it in the plane the last time out.  Opened the handbook for the official version and got going.  Weather was good with calm winds and cool temps.  Up and around for landing number one-and it's good.  Landing number two-another greaser!  Number three-ditto.  And number four to a full stop-on the money!  All four patterns were consistent, too.  My passenger graded the four landings as ok, (although he did mention that his instructor (Dennis-I flew with him once early last year), would have found fault with some of my technique.  I payed special attention to looking over the nose cowling at the end of the runway to judge my flare.  This is a good thing and helped avoid my traditional smack-and-go landings.  Still need more practice to firm up this process, but I am optimistic.  A great day!  (0.6 PIC/65.0 hours)


Flight 63/February 12, 2001-I tried to get in the air on Saturday with Tom.  We got up, alright, for only three touch and go's until the fog and snow rolled in.  He did most of the work so I didn't even log a minute of the flight.  Yesterday, the sun was out but the runway was icy in the morning (no instruction in icy landings for me, yet).  It got gorgeous later in the day, but everyone saw that and there wasn't any room to squeeze one more plane in to the pattern.   Today (Monday), was different.  The fog lifted at about 11:00 a.m. so Ted from work and I zipped over to the field.  I picked up a plane at Felts Field Aviation instead of Custom Aviation.  It took them a few minutes to find my rental papers, but that was settled and I got the keys to Cessna 51215, a mid-70's 172 (aren't they all?).  It took a while, and seven shots of prime, to get it started plus a little extra effort to locate some of the instruments and buttons for me.  Also, the airspeed indicator in this aircraft is calibrated in knots.  This is only my second flight in a knotty plane.  With a little help from Ted on the knots/mph conversion, I made 4 reasonable landings.  A little high on the flare, but settled down gently.  Good flight.  (0.7 PIC/65.7 total hours)

Flight 64/February 19, 2001-The fog cleared about noonish.  Shawn and I checked out 59AM for no good reason other than to experiment with the law of gravity.  Good news.  It is a law, but it can be ignored as long as there is fuel remaining.  We headed to the south practice area with flight following and I just played with altitude control, coordinated turns and traffic spotting.  Departure advised of a couple of other aircraft in our area nad we spotted them easily.  On our way back, we spotted son Chris' car in the driveway.  Oh, boy...he'll be bummed out when he finds out we went flying without him!  We returned and I made a grade C landing on 3R.  The same slightly high flare but settled nicely.  Doggone this is fun.  We can't wait for the weather to become a little more consistent so we can get a little farther out of town.  The way the fog has been rolling in and out, I'm a little hesitant to get too far from the home field.  (1.0 PIC/66.7 total hours)


Flight 65/March 1, 2001-Tom got back from vacation yesterday and got his new GPS unit.  Time for a test flight.  I got to the field at about noon and he was tinkering.  Rats.  The cigarette lighter outlet in the plane is inoperative.  The previous owner must have disconnected it to keep passengers from lighting up.  So no test of his new GPS system.  Oh well.  I take the left seat and we're off to the south.  Just some lazy floating around.  We pull out my little GPS and play with it instead.  It's the first time I've seen it in aerial action.  Of course, we prove that you must pay attention to flying.  We get into the gizmo and I lose 200 feet in altitude...but we are having fun.  We putz around for about 45 minutes and head for the barn.  We test my little aircraft transceiver on the way in.  The tower can hear us about 5 miles out, but it was scratchy.  It probably needs new batteries.  I have been playing with it a lot.  Into the downwind leg.  I make an approach to runway 3 left.  A little balloon because I'm carrying too much power.  The next attempt to a full stop is a little better.  Tom tells me that I can't do the "set the nose cowling on the end of the runway" trick in a 172.  The cowling is too low and I'll flare too high.  That's why I've been making those high flares.  I get the new picture and am able to make both landings OK, even in the gusty crosswind.  Good flight!  I haven't been up with Tom for a normal flight since my checkride.  He pronounces me a safe pilot.  Whew!  (1.1 PIC/67.8 total hours)


Flight 66/March 7, 2001-The weather is great!  Almost 60 degrees and no wind.  Lunchtime touch and go day.  I grab my buddy Mikey (our selected victim from flight 58 above), and we check out Cessna 172/N51215 from Felts Field Aviation.  After a short wait for a quart of oil, we taxi out to runway 3 Left.  Liftoff at 12:25 p.m.  There's a few bumps in the air.  Around the pattern and trying my hand again at knots versus MPH I make the approach for landing number one.  I touch just a little harder than I want too.  Mikey thinks its OK.  Around for number two.  A little fast (knots and miles again!) and a slight ballon and bounce.  Mikey thinks it's OK.  Now number three and I think I'm getting these knot things.  On the center line and just a squeek from the tires.  Now Mikey knows what OK should be.  Up for number four.  I hear the tower talking to another plane in the pattern for 3 Left but I can't see them.  It turns out that they are right behind me.  Time for a full-stop landing.  A few bumps and gusts on final.  Number four is another squeeker just to the left of center.  Mikey is impressed!  Now, of course, I have screwed up by showing him what a good landing should be.  He'll never accept those sloppy smackeroos like I showed him the last time he was up.  (0.5 PIC/68.3 total hours)


Flight 67/March 23, 2001-A fabulous day for flying.  Chris (eldest son) and I took off in N96617 from Felts Field Aviation around 9:45 a.m.  We took off from runway 3 left and turned north, then west and headed across the north side of town and followed the Spokane River out to its confluence with the Columbia River (about 40 nautical miles).  This is the location of one of our favorite summer camping spots.  Well, in order to keep the Californians lights on this winter, the river level is really low.  And to keep their air conditioners on, we may have to water ski on the sand this summer.  Oh....sorry....back to the flying thing.  The skies were clear, but there was a haze level at around 4,000 feet which kinda screwed up our view.  Chris handled the chart and the GPS duties to keep track of our location.  We used flight following until well out of the Spokane/Fairchild AFB Class C.  Spokane Departure terminated our radar service about 2/3 of the way there which I expected.  The air was smooth and we saw everything we needed.  We turned around at Two Rivers (the campground) and headed back.  The haze made it hard to see our landmark towns and home.  We made contact with Spokane Approach about 20 miles out and they advised us of some helicopter traffic at our altitude crossing our path a few miles ahead.  Because of the haze we never found the chopper, but Approach advised that they were no longer a factor (a good reason to use radar service around here).  We came over the northwest part of town and made contact with Felts Tower.  We also noted some inbound traffic a couple of miles to our northeast.  We got our sequence for a left base to runway 3 left.  It was a little bouncy on final approach, but I made a smooth landing.  Chris was impressed.  Taxi to parking!  (1.1 PIC/69.4 total hours)


Flight 68/April 14, 2001-A repeat of the above flight only this time the passenger is my brother-in-law, Tim.  We again use N96617 and take of on runway 21R with winds at about 5-7 knots at 180 degrees, and head to the northwest.  It's a little choppy today but the visability is much better.  We tried to use the GPS, but I think the batteries are dead.  That's why you just can't trust those things.  We were on VFR Flight Following from Spokane Departure so all is well.  We reached Two Rivers in about 25 minutes and turned back toward Spokane.  I called Approach just north of Reardan and got set up with a squawk code.  About 5 minutes later, they called and had me ident the transponder and said they had been calling us for 5 minutes.  I never heard them.  Perhaps I tripped the wrong switch on the audio panel or something, but we were OK and called Felts Tower for landing.  Wind was now 15 knots at 230.  Entered a right downwind for 21R and as I was turning to base leg the tower asked me to take 21 left.  OK.  Now the winds are variable at 5.  I line up, descend, flare a little high, and settle to the runway.  Good flight.  Tim is happy.  (1.1PIC/70.5 total hours)


Flight 69/April 20, 2001-A cross-country flight with Tom in 457BC.  We leave Felts Field at around 10 a.m. with Pullman, WA (PUW) as our desination.  No reason, just because we can.  It's a little bumpy.  Tom has his GPS mounted on the yoke and it's kind of hard to see.  Easy  cruising to Pullman as the bumps subsided after we got out of town but we have a pretty strong cross-wind/tail-wind that's helping along.  We are flying somewhat sideways.  No problem.  Out ground-speed, as measured by the GPS is around 115 knots.  The trip down is fairly uneventful.  I haven't done an uncontrolled field for quite a while.  Tom instructs me on calling the unicom frequency for an airport advisory and they tell us that runway 23 is the active.  I'm a little fast on my approach, slight balloon, but perfect touchdown.  We fly over the town of Pullman, then turn north toward home and cruise at about 105 knots ground speed.  I let Tom take the controls and I pulled out my portable GPS.  They read within one degree and one knot of each other, but, why would they be different?  Hmmm.  Technology run amok.  One of the plans was for me to do some stall work, (it's been awhile).  I do a power on and power off stall, the latter with a turn.  They're OK.  Back towards home.  We're close to the class C so we call approach and get a squawk code.  Checking into the Felts ATIS, the winds are 22 knots from 040 degrees and I set up for runway 3 Right.  Working into my final approach.  Looks good.  Oh, oh.  Too high, too slow.  Tommy saves a crappy landing.  I can't believe that this landing was sucking so bad.  I'm depressed.  I just wasn't paying attention.  Shoot.  Back to remedial landing class!  At least we survived, but barely,  (1.5 PIC-Cross Country/72 total hours)


Flight 70-April 24, 2001-After last Friday's dismal performance, it was time for some solo work.  I checked out 59AM from Custom Aviation just before noon.  A Piper was in the pattern for 21 Right.  The tower told me to taxi to 3 Left with some strange instructions regarding the multiple hold short lines.  When I arrived at the run-up area I discovered what they meant.  the paint crew had carefully painted new hold short lines so you can't legally enter the run-up area from the taxiway without clearance.  OK.  So I get set to go and look at the sock.  I had assumed that the wind was favoring runway 3 now and that's why I'm down here.  Wrong-o.  The Piper is still using 21.  So I ask the tower why I'm down here and do they want me to take off in a tail wind.  He replies, "I guess the wind is 230 at 10 kts, why don't you taxi to 21 Right."  Oh goodie.  A one hour lunch and I'm taking the airport scenic tour at a dollar a minute.  So I start dragging to the other end a mile away.  Then he has me cross over the short runway and back taxi down 21 Right.  A-ha.  The paint crew is in the 21 Right run-up.  In retrospect, why didn't he have me take off on 21 left then make right traffic for 21 Right?  Well, I finally make to the end of the runway after 2/10 of an hour.  And off I go.  It's windy and bumpy.  A perfect day for my landing practice.  I carry 30 degrees of flaps a little extra power for the gusts.  The first attempt, I balloon a bit from the power, but make an acceptable landing.  Second time around.  Shoot, all that taxi fun has blown my time for this deal so I call for a full stop.  Landing number two, same procedure.  Some extra float.  A perfect touchdown.  I'm back!  I feel much better.  Crappy conditions and decent landings.  (0.5 PIC/72.5 total hours)


Flight 71/May 6, 2001-A gorgeous day in the 60's.  Just a couple of clouds hanging around.  Chris, Shawn and I are up at about 1:25pm in N33334E, a Cessna 172 N from Felts Field Aviation.  We climb out and head south, over our house and through the gap toward Rockford, then to the east.  It's kind of bumpy with thermals.  We turn to the west when we reach the south end of Coeur d'Alene Lake and then foolw the main part of the lake up to the City of Coeur d'Alene.  The air is smooth over the lake.  Shawn takes a couple of pictures here and there. When we reach the city, we turn to the west and head for home, now just 30 miles away.  I call in to the tower about 15 miles out, around the State Line.  It's a little early but I wanted them to know I was out here.  About 6 miles out, tower advises us of traffic.  I see one and Shawn catches the other one just off our nose about a mile at 11:00.  We are on a straight in final approach to runway 21 left.  I'm trying to maintain 70 knots (remember, I'm used to MPH), but it keeps zipping up to 80, down to 65.  It's still bumpy, but the field is reporting calm winds.  We cross the fence at around 70 knots, a little fast but it'll have to do.  I touch down at around 65 knots, a little balloon, correct, and touch down.  I make the intersection and taxi to parking.  An intense flight, lots to pay attention to, but fun.  (0.9 PIC/73.4 total hours)


Flight 72/May 18, 2001-Slightly breezy with 10 knot winds at 210 degrees.  No problem.  Mikey and I pre-flight 51215 (I was supposed to have 96617, but there was a snafu).  We taxi to runway 21 right and wait for a University of North Dakota Piper to do a stop and go.  We zip into the sky and come around for a touch and go.  The tower asks us to extend our down wind and we comply.  Oops!  When I finally get turned around to final I am way over in the pattern for the left runway.  I'm about 3 miles out so I scoot over to a proper approach for 21 right.  I decide that there are way too many people in the pattern so after this touch and go, I advise the tower we will turn to the north.  There's a headwind so I float a little on the touchdown, but I make it after some effort and a little balloon and we plop onto the runway and back into the sky.  Mikey and I putz to the north of Spokane and flutter around the north practice area for about 40 minutes.  There's a little haze but very few bumps.  After about 40 minutes of sightseeing and lake identification, we turned toward the airport.  I call the tower over the Kaiser/Mead and advise that we are inbound.  The tower instructs us to a base for 21 right.  We are way to the west so I ask for a downwind approach.  OK by them.  We come over Beacon Hill into the downwind at about 3,100 and set up for the landing.  Turn base and final and meet some headwind (17 kts).  I add some power and we squeek perfectly onto the runway.  I turn off at the first intersection, hold short at the left runway for landing traffic and roll over to parking.  What a fabulous flight and Mikey liked it!  Good landings and the passenger was not scared at all.  And no problems with the knot thing!  After we tuck the plane away, we wander over to check out the new Cesnna 172/Skyhawk Millenium Edition that's sitting on the tarmac.  If we just had $175,000 lying around!  (1.0 PIC/74.4 total hours)


Flight 73/June 7, 2001-If it gets beyond two weeks between flights, I get this little twitch and my mind tends to wander at work a lot.  So, in order to stave off any abverse effects, I needed to fly.  This required a lunch-time touch and go session.  Because, as I understand it, the aircraft will not fly level without a passenger in the right seat, I invited my designated passenger, Mikey, along for this short ride.  We checked out 96617 at around 11:30 a.m.  Weather was great.  Taxi to Runway 21 Right at Felts Field.  Wait for some landing traffic, then it's time to defy gravity again.  Up and around to the downwind leg, tower says to extend downwind.  This time I pick a point on the ridge ahead as a reference so I don't get off the right track.  Tower calls my base and I turn to my base and final approach leg.  It's a looooong approach, but all is well.  Nice touchdown and rollout.  Hit the throttle and we're back in the air.  Hmmm.  I say to myself, "Why won't this plane fly?"  I'm not climbing very fast and the airspeed is not increasing.  "Why won't this plane fly?"  A quick scan.  Doh!  I left the flaps down at their 20 degree setting.  I flick the switch and the flaps go up, plane starts flying, airspeed up, good deal.  Then Mikey says: "Hey Al...how come we went farther to the west before you turned the plane?"  "Well gee whiz Mikey....ya got me.  Somebody in the cockpit forgot to put the flaps up.  You just can't get good help nowadays."   Another good touchdown and takeoff (without flaps this time!).  We head around for another circuit and I advise tower that this will be a full stop.  Just a little bounce on this one.  Success!  One landing for every takeoff.  (0.4 PIC/74.8 total hours)


Flight 74/June 15, 2001-Ted T., my co-worker who also has the flying infection, and I planned a flight to Sandpoint, Idaho this morning.  Great visibilty, no wind.  The idea was that he would fly from Flets Field to SZT and I would take the leg back to SFF.  We  took off at around 7:25 a.m. with Ted at the controls.  He made a couple of touch and go's to refresh his memory (both were great, now I'll have to have a perfect landing!), then we turned to the northeast.  When we reached about 6,000 feet, we were able to see over the mountains into the Sandpoint area.  Uh, oh!  Fog!  We ain't going there!  After a couple of minutes of depression, we diverted to the Deer Park Airport.  Another good landing by Ted.  We found the facilities to deposit our morning coffee then I took the left seat.  We discussed our next move.  "How about Chewelah?"  This is a nice airport about another 20 NM north.  "Why not."  We pulled out the chart, figured out the trip.  Fired up the GPS and hit the air.  I climbed to about 5,500 feet and we looked out to where Chewelah should be.......Fog!  We ain't going there!  OK...new plan, we'll just fly around.  I cruised up north toward Loon Lake, turned west, over Springdale, turned southwest, over the Spokane River, and followed it to the west a bit.  I then turned toward the east and home.  I called into Spokane approach as we were getting close to the GEG Class C.  This was interesting to Ted because he had never come back into town from this direction.  I got a transponder code from approach and aimed for the north side of Spokane.  As I got a little closer, I started a slow descent to get under the Spokane International approach pattern.  As we got over the metro area, I was down to 3,200 feet which was just right and Approach handed me over to Felts Tower.  When I was a couple miles northwest of the runway 21 Right downwind leg, they cleared a Beech Baron to take off and turn north.  I called in and asked if they were going to cross in front of us.  Of course, they were already on their crosswind and I spotted them.  A good approach to landing and a reasonable touch down on 21 right.  Just a darn pleasant flight!  Ted put 0.8 on the hobbs and I got just a little less.  This is such fun!  (0.7 PIC/75.5 total hours)


Flight 75/July 8, 2001-Yikes!  Three weeks and two days since my last flight.  Will I still remember how?  Chris, Shawn, and I had scheduled N96617 for 10:00 a.m.  Then, yesterday Chris got a better offer:  Go to Priest Lake with his girlfriend and our jet ski.  Poo on him.  It's just Shawn and I.  So, what do we do?  We go to Priest Lake too!  Only at 7,500 feet MSL.  We leave SFF at 10:21 a.m. and arrive over Priest Lake about 30 minutes later.  A little bumpy below 5,500 feet but smooth as glass after that.  We take a slow turn over the south end of the lake and the Cadagan cabin (good friends) and back to Spokane.  Still smooth until we descend to about 5,000 feet, then it's bouncier than a City of Spokane street.  I make a long final to runway 21 right and a smooth touchdown.  Fun!  (1.2 PIC/76.7 total hours)


Flight 76/July 27, 2001-Double yikes!  Just short of three weeks since my last flight.  At this rate, I'll reach 100 hours in 2003.  I had scheduled N96617 for 8:00 a.m.  When I arrived, I was informed that it was out for maintenance and I had 51215.  OK.  This one flies OK but the intercom squelch is touchy.  Oh well.  My passenger today is Wayne Steppe.  Former co-worker and pilot dreamer.  Wayne has about 5 hours of instruction from a zillion years ago.  I do the pre-flight and while I'm at it 96617 rolls into a tiedown and a male and female hop out.  Some maintenance!  We hop in, fire up the engine and wander over to the 21R runup.  I wait for landing traffic then get a clearance to position and hold on the runway.  We wait.  The other plane turns off.  We wait.  Tower givces some flight following instructions to another plane.  We wait.  I finally call the tower and remind them we are ready to go on 21R.  Cleared to take off.  Right turn.  Look for an incoming helicopter.  Spot it.  Climb behind him on the way to 6,500 feet.  Nice day.  Smooth air with some haze.  About 60 degrees at altitude.  We head for Newport then turn to the east over Priest River then south toward Pend Oreille Lake.  I had intended to fly over Coeur d'Alene, however there is a lot of traffic at the CDA airport and their going every which way on opposing and crossing runways.  Good place to avoid today.  We turn to the west and skirt the north side of Mt. Spokane.  Wayne handles the controls for a few minutes and does a good job holding altitude and a shallow left turn.  It's time to head back.  I take the plane and start my descent.  I have 3,500 feet to lose in about 15 miles.  Down we go and here come the bumps.  It's warmed up a bit and it's bumpy below 5,000.  I cross the ridge for my base leg at 3,000, turn base over Millwood and end up using 30 degrees of flaps.  A lot of bumps as we cross the river, over the grass, then over the pavement.  A good, smooth landing.  Taxi to parking.  I shut down and open the door.  It's windy out here!  This was another fun flight.  (1.1 PIC/77.8 total hours)


Flight 78/August 11, 2001-Chris, Shawn, and I were booked for 51215, a mid 80's Cessna 172, at 10am this morning.  We rolled into the parking lot at 9:55am and it was nowhere to be seen,  I thought: "I hope they get back soon so we won't be rushed."  We step into the office and the lady gives us the bad news:  51215 is in the shop, you'll have to take 326ME.  Darn!  Cessna 326ME is a 2001 Cessna 172S Mellenium Edition.  It has a total of 114 hours on the clock.  I, of course, am extremely depressed that we won't be in 51215 with it's crappy intercom and slightly crazed windshield.  It's a new plane so I go through the checklist carefully.  Everthing on the pre-flight is pretty close, so we hop in.  This equipment has fuel injection.  There is a different starting procedure with an auxilary pump instead of the primer on the dash.  I follw the instructions and run the pump, push in the mixture until the fule flow meter shows movement.  Turn off the pump.  Start the engine.  Not!   Try it again.  Not!  Third time's a charm.  We have ignition.  Call for taxi.  Told to wait a couple of mintues.  Get to taxi.  Do the usual run up.  Call for clearance.  Pleas hold short.  One of the runways is closed for paving so things are a little busy.  Plus there's a pilot out there who is lost and can't seem to get it through his head that we are using runway 3 today.  We get clearance.  And we're off!  We climb out and turn north toward Priest Lake.  We're going camping here tomorrow so we thought we'ed check out the beach.  Climb to 7,500 feet and have smooth air.  Some haze but visability is great.  We fly about 2/3'rds up the lake  and take a few pictures.  We make note of several shallow areas we did not know existed.  Turn to the south and back toward home.  The bumps start at about 5,500 feet, 10 miles out.  At this point the radio lights up and there are three aircraft all in our area heading for the field.  We start looking everywhere.  We finally find the closest one as we enter the downwind leg for the airport.  I stayed well to the east and he was farther west so he's in the pattern before me, but at least we found him (Thanks Shawn.  Good eyes!).  I work the down wind,  one notch of flaps, turn base, turn final.  It's bumpy.  Airspeed ok.  Over the threshold.  A little balloon.  Correction.  Uh oh!  Lose lift a few feet above the ground and Smack-O!  Shoot!  A crappy landing!  In retrospect...where was the second notch of flaps, Mr. Hot Shot Pilot?  One notch just didn't cut it at 60 knots.  Stupid!  Oh well.  At least we survived.  At least everyone survived.....except my ego.  Back to remedial touch and go school for me.  I feel bad that I smack-o landed the new one.  Oh well, just take a few bucks off the $164,000 list price.  (1.5 hours/79.3 total)


Flight 79/August 29, 2001-Landing practice.  I grabbed Tom and 457BC for lunchtime touch and go's.  We did five.  It was warm, a little bumpy and, with Runway 3L as the active a 3-5 knot quartering tailwind.  On the downwind for landing number one, the tower asked me for a right 360 degree turn to provide spacing for a turbo behind me.  This was a first.  With only one runway available due to the construction, it can get a little busy.  My landing was reasonable, but a little fast.  Number two, another OK touchdown.  Number four, Tom called for an engine out procedure when we were about mid-field on the downwind.  No problem.  On number five, it got interesting.  As I was turning into the downwind, we heard another pilot on about a two-mile final in a Cessna call that his engine was running rough.  A moment later, he stated that it quit.  He was able to glide in for a dead stick landing on 3L while we were on the downwind.  I watched him roll past taxiway Delta and wondered where I was going to land.  He was able to slowly roll off the runway at Taxiway Charlie and was out of my way for my landing.  Tom and speculate that it might be an "out of fuel" problem and the guys at the Flight Standards Office might take time from their lunch to wander out and check his tanks.  If not, he's a hero.  Now on to my problem.  Hmmm.  It's busy, another plane in the pattern, more coming.  It's time for a short-field landing and stop to make Taxiway Delta.  A good approach, still too fast, full flaps.  Too much float.  So what happens?  Tommy dumps the flaps on me, the plane starts to drop.  I pull back hard.  Touchdown.  On the brakes and turn into the first taxiway.  I hate it when he teaches me things this way!  It drives me crazy!  (0.8 hours/80.1 total)


September 11, 2001/All VFR Flights stopped-No flying for me or anyone for awhile.  The terrorists took care of that.


Flight 80/September 21, 2001-VFR was restored yesterday.  We took to the air today.  I spent 20 on hold with Flight Service just to see if all was well.  Mikey and I checked out N96617 from Felts Field Aviation.  We asked for ATC flight following just for the heck of it and took off to the south.  We turned east at Rockford then flew over Worley and the south end of Coeur d'Alene Lake.  We turned north at Harrison and flew to the city of CDA then back to the west and home.  A decent landing with full flaps on the short runway, (the long one is under construction).  (0.9 hours/81 total)


Flight 81/September 30, 2001-Chris, Shawn, and I to Pullman!  The weather was fabulous.  No wind.  No bumps.  I saw Jim Benning at the field getting ready to give a checkride to an unsuspecting prospecitive pilot.  We did the pre-flight and taxied over to 3R.  Three Left is still under construction.  We used flight following for N96617 and headed south over our house and through Mica Gap.  A quick 35 minutes to PUW.  I came into the downwind opposite the threshold so went out over WSU to lose altitude.  A perfect greaser landing on runway 5 and we taxied over to the FBO.  A quick bathroom break and back into the air toward home.  About half way there the boys heard a squealing sound from the speaker.  It took us a few minutes but we found the culprit:  the hand microphone button was stuck on.  Chris must have tapped it with his leg.  I bet the guys at Seattle Center were impressed.  Uneventful over the Palouse, through Mica Gap, over the house, and over the freeway to a right downwind leg to 3R.  I was a little to hot on final (as usual) and floated in, then ballooned once to a moderatly bouncy landing.  Taxi to the ramp.  The prospective pilot has a major smile on his face as he fired up his C-150.  He must have passed (Jim said he did good).  So did we.  Still one landing for every takeoff.  100% survivable.  (1.5 hours this flight/82.5 total hours).


Flight 82/October 13, 2001-Tom and I set out for a fun flight this morning.  With Tom at the controls we turned south for Colfax.  I took over a few minutes into the flight from the right seat while Tom fiddled with his IPAQ GPS.  We dodged a few low clouds and reached the Colfax area.  Today's mission, take pictures of the new McDonald Park baseball fields in Colfax.  With me still flying, it was time for some slow flight with very steep turns while Tom opened the window and took some shots.  I circled the field three times, Tom took the pix and we were done with that.  I turned south toward the Snake River for our fishing reconnisance.  This was dangerous as we were flying toward Lower Granite Dam.  We kept a close lookout for F-16's approaching at Mach 2!  We flew over the river, then east, then north, staying a few miles away from the dam.  I crossed the river over the Wawawai County Park and turned toward home.  When we passed Colfax Tom regianed the control and flew around the family ranch house getting his mother's attention.  The wind came up and it was a little bumpy.  We crossed through Mica Gap, called Felts Tower, got set up for a base leg entry.  Wait!  We forgot the Mariner Corn Field!  Screw the approach, we call the tower and deviate to the east to see the corn maze that is in the shape of the Seattle Mariners logo.  It looks cool.  Oops!  someone else has the same idea.  94CA, a rental from Custom is doing the same thing.  We spot them, they climb, and we turn toward the field.  An hour and a half for the plane, and I flew for about a half hour.  Good practice for right seat work although I don't feel comfy there at all.  In Tom's plane, the IPAQ GPS on the yoke blocks my view of the turn coordinator and I just can't scan the instruments easily.  ned more practice and maybe a few landing from the right some day.  (0.5/83 total hours)


Flight 83/October 13, 2001-In the quest to start the flying club/partnership, Ted T. and I have been trying to get 7097Q into the air.  Ted's in Seattle but today is the day.  My mission:  see if all the stuff works.  Chris Arp from Custom is at the controls to start.  We get flight following and take off the the south practice area.  The transponder encoder is not feeding an altitude.  The ADF won't come on.  The LORAN comes on but I don't know how it works.  Both radios work, the VOR works and best of all, the engine is smooth.  I take the airplane for a while to get the feel of it.  I can trim it out and it flies fine.  It looks good.  (0.2PIC/83.2 total hours)


Flight 84/October 25, 2001-Ted and I fire up 96617 at about 10:30 a.m.  Our goal:  touch and go's at Coeur d'Alene.  Ted's at the controls as we lift off to the east.  We come around Newman Lake and look for the CDA airport.  It's there but a nice cloud layer is hanging out at pattern altitude.  After some consultation among ourselves, we change the plan:  off to Deer Park!  We cruise past Mt. Spokane and spot Deer Park.  We are pretty sure that the long runway is closed and we'll try for the newly paved short one, (3,100 ft.).  We find the DEW frequency, 123.0 on our custom checklist sheet and make our calls.  We do see the "X" that signiifes that the main runway is closed.  It's really hard to see so we're glad we had a clue beforehand.  Ted comes around to runway 4 and puts it down, then back up.  Around again and we're on the downwind, then Seattle Center comes across the air and says we're on their frequency.  Hmmm. Ted lands and we taxi around to a wide spot to change places.  Ted calls Flight Service on his cell phone to confirm the frequency.  Maybe it's the number two radio.  Hmmm.  we'll use the number one radio.  I hop into the right seat for our return.  Taxi around to runway 4, throttle up and I go around for a touch and go.  This is the shortest runway I've attempted one.  I come around and touch it down, flaps up, power up and we're off.  It seemed fine.  Ted says that was a good landing other than the FAA violation!  Huh!  Ted tells me that I touched down about 50 feet ahead of the displaced threshold.  Oh shoot!  Well, that will have to be our little secret and I'll deny it ever happened.  I turn south and head for Felts Field.  I have a little trouble seeing my landmarks in the haze and end up a little to the east so I call and get a left downwind entry for 3R.  Enter the downwind and I'm instructed to extend to allow for a twin that's waiting for an instrument flight clearance.  I finally get clearance to turn base, then final, full flaps, looks good.  Hmmm a little cross wind, a little slow, more speed, oops a little slow, more speed, correct for wind, a little slow, more speed.  Sheesh Al, land the plane!  Stall horn.  Nice touch and roll out.  OK.  The landing in Deer Park was an "F" grade and the one in Spokane was a "D+" grade.  Ted gets 0.7 on the hobbs with a half hour for me.  (0.5 PIC/83.7 total)


Flight 85/November 9, 2001-A fine day with just a little mist here and there.  I keep an eye on the dewpoint and the spread makes it up to 5 degrees or so.  I con my buddy Mikey into a lunch flight, (actually not much arm twisting rquired).  He's waiting for me as I pull into the parking lot.  I pre-flight N99917 and we take off from Felts Field (SFF) and head to the north.  Climb to 6,500 feet and take a turn around 5,800 foot Mt. Spokane then fly south over Coeur d'Alene, Idaho.  We keep an eye out for a Lear Jet coming into Coeur d'Alene airport (COE) and turn back west to Spokane.  there's some traffic around but not to busy.  The tower sets me up for a right downwind approach.  I'm just past abeam the threshold when they advise me that they would like me to turn base and land as soon as possible to make room for a Centurian that's on a five-mile final.  I advise OK.  I drop to full flaps, do a steep turn, descend at about 80 knots, line up for final, slow to 65 knots, cross the threshold at 60 knots, and set the little airplane with no bump, bounce, squeek, or klunk.  One of my best arrivals.  I guess it just takes the fear of another airplane landing on my tail or flying an extended downwind to Seattle to motivate the pilot.  This was a fun one.  (0.7 PIC/84.4 total).


Flight 86/November 11, 2001-The weather was just too nice.  They have been predicting rain every day this weekend but it never came.  After church I called just to see if there might be something to fly.  N51215 was open at 1pm.  I took Shawn on the same flight I did with Mikey on Friday.  The parallel runway is finally open after two months of resurfacing construction!  Took off from it.  New concrete is nice and smooth.  Cold air with a 700 fpm climb to the northeast.  The Mt. Spokane snow recon tour.  No snow, but good flying.  Smooth air, but a little hazy and the sun was a little lower than a couple hours earlier for the Friday flight.    Coming back toward Spokane from Coeur d'Alene, the sun was right in our eyes.  Tower advised a C-210 climbing out on an IFR heading.  I caught him right away to my right and above us.  No factor.  Made a downwind for 3R.  Full flaps.  Good airspeed.  And.....nailed the landing right on, no bump!  Yessss!  Shawn was impressed.  He's seen a few real spooky landings in my career.  (0.8/PIC/85.2 total)


Flight 87/December 2, 2001-Today there is a nice weather window between two storm systems.  I called Tom to see if we could take 457BC out for a flight before he leaves for Tokyo.  OK.  So, today's hazard?  There's a flock of Canadian geese roosting between the parallel runways.  I start my roll and hang over to the right side.  The geese must be used to us.  They don't even flinch.  We're off the ground at 11:05 a.m. and head for the south practice area.  On the way, we hear the tower talk to someone on the ground who is heading out to do something about the geese.  The comments was, "those geese won't be bothering anyone for the rest of the day."   As we head south, I call Spokane Approach at Tom's suggestion to check the transponder encoding.  Hmmm.  It's about 100 feet off and the radio shop guy said it was right on.  I just putz around then turn to the east with the thought of going over toward Coeur d'Alene lake.  There's a lot of wind up here and it takes quite a crab to follow the field section lines.  As we get toward the mountains it's gets a little bumpy so I do a 180 and head to the west for a while, then turn south.  We're just flying and chatting.  Very fun.  After about a half hour, I decide to head back to the airport for some touch and go landings.  I call in at Mica Gap and tower gives me runway 3-right.  I waited a minute then decided I wanted the left runway, asked for it, and I'm OK'ed for a right downwind to runway 3-left.  I do the pattern, line up on final, correct for the crosswinds and proceed to do one of the finest crosswind landings in my career.  Tom's comment was, "I can't find anything to critcize.  Who taught you how to fly?"  Around the pattern, line up for number two.  I get just a tad slow on final, but it's another greaser.  Number 3 was also perfect.  On the next downwind, I call for a full stop.  Rats!  A little bounce! But still OK.  I turn off at midfield, cross the right runway and turn on to taxiway Bravo.  Oops!  A Stearman and another plane also just turned onto this one at the other end.  I pull over into the Custom Aviation fuel ramp and wait for them to pass then continue my taxi to the hanger.  Great flight!  (1.0PIC/86.2 total)


Flight 88/December 22, 2001-Well, the airplane club deal fell apart this week with one of the partners bailing out at the last minute.  So, I'm depressed.  The only antidote:  anti-gravity experimentation.  I call Felts Field Aviation.  Nothing available, they're a little short on equipment.  N96617 is in the shop, N51215 has a nose gear problem, and N3334E is out all day.  Only the Millenium Edition is open at $102/hr.  I say no.  Then I think, "What the heck" and call back for the plane at Noon.  Shawn and I arrive and do a long pre-flight.  Then, just like last time, this darn fuel-injected plane does not want to start even as we go through every procedure from the book.  On the 5th try it finally coughs to a start.  With everything we have to deal with, it takes over 2/10's just to get to the runway.  We use flight following and head to the west over town.  Shawn has the still camera and the video.  We circle the farm at Reardan twice and take some shots.  On the way back, Shawn tries his hand at the helm.  He does not like to turn.  Over the stadium and into a right downwind for runway 21R.  A little high on the flare but I get it to settle in with just a bump.  Shawn tried to film the landing.  We'll go to the video replay and see how we did.  Our second trip in N326ME.  It's a nice plane but the extra cost and the hassle of the fuel injection (although no chance of carb ice problems) really doesn't justify renting it.  (0.8PIC/87 total hours)


Flight 89/December 23, 2001-I conned Tommy into flying today.  It didn't take much, he wanted to play with his GPS and I wanted to play with his plane.  The GPS is mounted on the pilots yoke so he took the left seat.  He took off and flew up toward Deer Park.  I took over from there and just did steep turns etc. for a while.  We headed back toward Felts and were over Kaiser Mead.  Whoops!  There's a plane!  At our altitude and going right across my path at a 45 degree angle.  It was maybe 1/4 mile off the right nose.  I saw him and turned right.  (It was Lou Sherry the CAP guy in his Citabria.  We talked to him afterword on the ground.  He didn't see us until I turned and he saw the wing.)  A big first!  It was lesson day.  I did two touch and go's from the right seat.  Not pretty, but survivable.  It's hard to just glance at the airspeed indicator etc. from the right.  This is a good thing.  I've been wanting to learn this for a while.  A good (although unplanned) lesson. (0.7 PIC/87.7 total)


January 5, 2001-Not a flight where I was pilot in Command, however it is a big occasion.  The member 's of our "Felts Field Flyers" group went over to Everett to look at another possible aircraft.  We met Don Wilcox and his 1964 Cessna 172 E.  After crawling over the plane in the rain for an hour or so, the skies cleared so the four of us split up a couple of touch and go flights.  Thge end result:  Our Felts Field Flyers club will be the proud owners of this bird, N3082U, pending its passage of an annual inspection.  Wahoo!


Flight 90/January 13, 2001-Our first flight of the new year.  Chris and Shawn joined me in N51215.  A realization:  this aircraft does not have a 4-place intercom.  I guess we've never rented this puppy with three of us.  Bummer.  Shawn was in the back with a headset, but no plugs.  We'll keep that in mind.  There were a lot of low clouds around so we took off to the north.  A scattered layer was hanging around at about 3,000 feet so we flew around a few clouds here and there.  This just felt a little to low, so after about 20 minutes we headed back for a few touch and go landings.  Number one was a greaser, numbers two and three were a little high on the flare and I settled it in.  No smackers, but they could have been better. Boy that Lycoming vibrates more than the Continental in the 1964 mentioned above.  (0.7PIC/88.4 Total)


Flight 91/February 2, 2002-A really big day!  We are off to Everett to pick up our little plane.  One of the partners rented a Cessna 182 to get us there.  We zip over to the big city in two hours and one minute.  Our plane is there and we get it ready and up in the air for home.  I come back in the 182 in the right seat.  I put in about 25 minutes in control as we are VFR on top over the Cascades and into Eastern Washington. (0.4 PIC/88.8 total)


Flight 92/February 2, 2002-The second half of the really big day.  Ted and I take the helm of our new baby.  It's a happy homecoming for Cessna 172E N3082U.  It's a busy day in the pattern at Felts Field, but we gotta take her up.  I hop into the left seat and fire it up for some quick pattern work.  It's my first trip with manual flaps.  Good take off, I find the trim wheel on the floor instead of the console, around the pattern, good approach and reasonable touchdown.  Carb heat off, power up, where the heck are those darn flaps.  Ted helps.  Sheesh!  Up again, on the downwind, lotsa traffic.  We hear ATC yelling for a go around!  Some yah whoo has crossed 21L in front of a landing plane.  My downwind get extended while they clear this up and I call for a full stop.  We pull off the runway and switch to ground control on the radio just in time to hear the final comments as the controller chews out the offender.  We pull over by the tower and switch seats (and also wait for the dust to settle).  Ted climbs in and does three touch and go's.  This is good and we like our new old little plane.  It does need a wash and wax job but looks good to us.  (0.5PIC/89.3 total)


Wow!  A plane of our own!  This calls for a new logbook web page to continue the saga as a pilot and plane owner.  OK, we realize that it's not all mine and I have three other buddies in this, but it's kinda mine.  Go to the "Now that we own one, where did we go," logbook page.  (otherwise known as logbook #3)


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