| Author |
[Return to Forum] |
| Lightenin g Bug
07-02-2009 10:17:23
151.196.237.111
|
| [Reply] [No Email] |
First time I flew was in a DC3 going from San Diego to San Francisco. The ride turned out okay but not until I had made use of a certain bag.It was about 1945 or '46 my Dad was about to retire from the Navy and San Francisco was the last place he was stationed at. We all went up to visit friends who lived there in a Quonset Hut. Loved it when it rained - the sound on the metal roof was terrific. How about you??
|
|
| Wylie Kyote
07-02-2009 15:34:30
143.238.70.177
|
| [Reply] [Send Email] |
First time for me was when I was about 6. My (Canadian and part Sioux Indian) grandpa had passed away and mom took me on the flight down to the funeral. We went in a Fokker-Friendship, twin props and I vaguely remember it being one of the bumpiest rides I've ever had in a plane.
|
|
| GeneMO
07-02-2009 13:33:30
205.201.122.82
|
| [Reply] [No Email] |
| First one was in the mid 60's, little Cessena. Neighbor had gotten his license. I was maybe 12. Have loved airplanes ever since. Forgotten how many air shows I have been to. Gathering of Mustangs, Kissimee Florida
Gather of Corsairs, Mt. Comfort I also took up skydiving, so I have a lot more take offs than landings. One of the girls that started skydiving with us had never been in a plane before. So her first airplane ride, she jumped out. Pretty cool.
Gene
|
|
| LB
07-02-2009 14:10:43
72.85.10.124
|
| [Reply] [No Email] |
| Sky diving looks great. What a rush! Is it physically demanding? A woman locally celebrated her 70th birthday by going sky diving. I've been toying with the idea of doing the same thing. Love planes. Grew up in San Diego. So the news covered breaking the sound barrier. And showed pictures on TV of the Pogo once they were first starting to test fly it. Used to go to the airplane plants and watch the various planes come and go. Neat, neat, neat to see. Went up in a Cessna in 1959. Wow what a difference from flying in the airline planes. Although in the San Francisco area my friend and his buddies just about bought the farm flying in fog! They weren't certified for instrument flying so they kept looking for a hole to fly through. Found one as they flew toward the ground! Luckily they were high enough up that they were able to get out of a tough situation. Bunch of very scared guys for awhile.
|
|
| RayP(MI)
07-02-2009 15:44:24
207.241.137.116
|
| [Reply] [No Email] |
Love flying in small planes, but jumping out of a perfectly good plane in flight just doesn't make any sense to me!
|
|
| GeneMO
07-02-2009 15:30:43
205.201.122.82
|
| [Reply] [No Email] |
| I gave up a lot of my hobbies after my kidney tansplant, but if you are in reasonable shape it is not a problem. Sounds like your friends almost broke the cardinal rule to not run out of airspeed, altitude and ideas all at the same time. Gene
|
|
| Hop
07-02-2009 12:57:47
66.207.8.108
|
|
| Mudcat49
07-02-2009 12:32:04
69.68.8.143
|
| [Reply] [No Email] |
Well not my first but my most recent: My neighbor and buddy is retired navy air, has his own airstrip. He has rebuilt a 1943 Stearman biplane. I went up in it with him about 10 days ago. Wot a ride!!!!!!
|
|
| LB
07-02-2009 21:09:12
72.85.25.37
|
|
| vabill
07-02-2009 10:57:36
69.72.102.170
|
| [Reply] [No Email] |
june, 1959. fort knox, ky. to newark, nj. went home to get married. bill
|
|
| LB
07-03-2009 04:46:30
72.85.25.37
|
|
| Rustyj14
07-03-2009 19:20:12
173.75.44.58
|
| [Reply] [No Email] |
I was around 7-8 YOA, when my Dad took me to the local airport, and we went up in an old, rickety bi-plane, might have been a relic of WW 1. Great fun, i was really impressed.
Next ride was after WW II, in a yellow Piper Cub, up near Kalamazoo, Michigan. I even got the chance to control it for a while. Had my left foot removed from a war injury, so i couldn't work the pedals right.
Went to Sangree, SC to see the old Ford Tri-motor there. They were giving rides. Wife went up, but i kept my foot on the ground!
Much later, a friend invited me to a Fly-in Breakfast at a local airport. After breakfast, he wanted me to go up with him in his plastic, tail first airplane, but i said no to that. He chided me about it, and wondered why i wasn't afraid to ride my motorcycle all over, but wouldn't fly!
Only one answer: Ya don't have far to fall if the engine quits!
|
|
| [Return to Forum] |
