Look real closely at the plate….
Posted on the website of the Dauntless Aviation team…
Plane S**….
From the website of the Dauntless Aviation Team…
Some brief pilot words of wisdom…
“It’s always a good idea to keep the pointy end going forward as much as possible….”
-Pilot words of wisdom
Magnum force: What a RAF pilot will do for ice cream…
The Sun has recently reported that some RAF airmen were seen emerging from a chopper on the beach at Winterton-on-Sea, Norfolk to head for the nearby Winterton Dunes Beach Café for ice cream – specifically three Magnum Classics and one white chocolate Magnum. Apparently, the café assistant asked what was going on and one crew member told him: “We’re all entitled to a tea break.”
Given we are in the midst of austerity, some readers were critical with one pointing out in the comments section that the chopper “consumes far much more fuel landing and taking off than in mid air or parked at an air base.” Otherwise and for what its worth to mention, I would point out that its unlikely the RAF took “tea breaks” for ice cream during the middle of Battle of Britain…
When airport security succeeds…?
At Heathrow Airport today, an individual, later discovered to be a public school teacher, was arrested trying to board a flight while in possession of a compass, a protractor and a graphical calculator.
Authorities believe he is a member of the notorious Al-Gebra movement.
He is being charged with carrying weapons of math instruction…
The real job of a copilot…
I am the copilot. I sit on the right.
It’s up to me to be quick and bright;
I never talk back for I have regrets,
But I have to remember what the Captain forgets.
I make out the Flight Plan and study the weather,
Pull up the gear, stand by to feather;
Make out the mail forms and do the reporting,
And fly the old crate while the Captain is courting.
I take the readings, adjust the power,
Put on the heaters when we’re in a shower;
Tell him where we are on the darkest night,
And do all the bookwork without any light.
I call for my Captain and buy him cokes;
I always laugh at his corny jokes,
And once in awhile when his landings are rusty
I always come through with, "By gosh it’s gusty!"
All in all I’m a general stooge,
As I sit on the right of the man I call "Scrooge";
I guess you think that is past understanding,
But maybe some day he will give me a landing.