It was time to go for a spin…

June 26th, 2009

And by “spin”, I didn’t mean just fly around.  I meant the type of spin where one wing stalls worse than the other and you spiral towards the Earth.  In order for you to understand how I got to spin, you need a little background on my past two flights…

On Wednesday I was excited to fly my old trusty N754SP and get back into the Cessna 172S after spending time in other planes recently.  I’m really excited and anxious to finish my training because I started it back in December of 2007!  Everything leading up to the flight went as planned.  I got my SFRA clearance from Potomac and we were on our way to Runway 30 to leave.  I performed all of my checks and made my local radio call without a problem.  We rolled down the runway and lifted off.  This is where my problems began.

First, my indicated airspeed was about 60kts instead of the 65-67kts I use to climb at Vx, but my sight picture seemed way off.  I wasn’t angled upwards as much as I felt I should have been.  Then, I made my radio call to Potomac (after making my last one to KANP traffic) and messed up my well practiced responses.  I sounded like a tongue tied teenage boy on his first date with a pretty girl.  It was bad.  This has not been a problem before.  Then I got into the pattern at KFME just as two other crazy pilots got there.  Now, I’m fully aware I am a student pilot and not as good of a pilot as many other people out there…. but these guys were crazy!  One entered a pattern directly above us and was reporting he saw us, but was really seeing the Cessna in front of us.  He also had a tail number that was only one number off of ours and it was very confusing.  After we avoided problems with a 360 degree turn to reenter the pattern, the other pilots starting flying patterns that did not even resemble a rectangle.  Now, my patterns usually resemble odd trapezoids.  But my trapezoids looked like perfect traffic pattern attempts compared to what I was seeing outside my window.  For example, one pattern the other pilot flew extended the downwind leg by 3 times the normal length and he was already really far to the left of us (for a right hand turn to runway 10).  We had to pull the power to perform slow flight so he could turn base and final without him colliding into us!  My CFI was visibly and verbally upset at the air shenanigans that was going on around us.  I’ve never seen him that unhappy with other pilots.  He kept telling me to fly the proper pattern that I was already in, and (most of) the problems weren’t coming from me.

On my landings I could not get the airspeed right, which meant I was either coming in too fast or on the wrong glide path.  One landing had a bad round-out so I performed a go-around.  Luckily I’m to the point where I just do it and my CFI doesn’t get involved at all.  He said “Good” because I just performed it without him telling me to.  However, I messed up retracting the flaps properly.  It seemed like anything I did was wrong.  I also noticed that I “baby” the controls because I don’t want to drop a wing and it’s really beginning to frustrate me (more on that below).  We finally left the pattern and headed back to KANP.  I messed up the call to Potomac again.  At this point I think my CFI saw I about had it and he was encouraging me.  I think he was sure to smooth over whatever I did wrong.

When we landed I addressed my soft touch on the controls with him.  I told him I am really worried about putting the plane into an accidental spin when I’m in slow flight (or landing).  He said, “Well, that’s an easy thing to fix.  Come back to the airport 8AM tomorrow and we’ll take up the Cessna 152 for spin training.  You don’t get motion sickness do you?”  Luckily, I don’t.  So after working through my post flight adrenaline and not trying to beat myself up too much about the bad flight, I took care of my paperwork and went home. I really felt like a failure after that flight, but I was at least alive.  I still beat myself up about it.

The next morning I showed up for spin training.  I have to be honest, I was a little scared.  I have 110% trust in my CFI because his experience and skills are amazing in my opinion.  I wasn’t afraid of getting into trouble, but I was nervous nonetheless.  The 152 was definitely different than the 172.  It’s more like climbing into a Pontiac Fiero than it is a mini van.  You lay down more than the 172, in my opinion.  It’s also a lot slower.  A lot.  We flew up to the wildlife refuge area to the Northeast of the Chesapeake Bay bridge and leveled at 4,000 ft.  My CFI showed how the airplane behaved during slow flight and stalls.  He then made me do it for myself.  Then, he showed me an incipient spin but corrected before we got to the full spin stage.  It wasn’t too bad!  Not as violent as I expected.  Then he did the same move but let the full spin develop.  I was surprised that the rotations were so fast.  The spinning didn’t bother me, but the sudden kick of the elevator and the recovery upward pitch made me go a little cross eyed the first couple of attempts.  Now, it was my turn to do the same thing.

My first attempt at a spin really put me at ease about the whole deal.  If you’re not familiar with how it works, you put your plane into a power on slow flight configuration by pitching upwards.  As the airspeed bleeds off you give the yoke a little pull near the stall speed.  At this point both wings begin to stall.  As the wings begin to stall you stand on the rudder in the direction you want to spin (which is the opposite of what you are trained to do in this case).  Spinning to the left is a little easier because the plane already wants to turn left due to the left turning tendencies produced by a propeller.  Once your plane rolls into the incipient spin stage you keep the power in and stay on that rudder until the full spin develops.  In my first attempt I prematurely let off the rudder as the incipient spin occurred and the plane corrected itself with little control from me like this video demonstrates:

(Note that none of these videos are actually of me, as my hands were full at the time. I found good examples on YouTube to get my point across.)

The result of my first spin attempt turned the plane about 180 degrees with very little altitude loss.  I didn’t even have to climb for my second attempt, which resulted in a true full spin.

A true spin looks like this:

It looks like the plane is flying downward, but in reality the wings aren’t producing lift and you’re not really flying until you correct from the spin.  From inside the cockpit, this is what you see.  Notice how fast the rotations occur once everything falls into place.  It was very exciting!

Correction from a spin is not as hard as you would think:  1) pull the power (and carb heat) 2) neutralize the ailerons 3) kick the rudder in the opposite direction of the spin 4) push the yoke forward to get a bite of the air 5) pull out of the dive without stalling the plane again.  In reality I was surprised because the plane I was in (N46961) didn’t make me kick the rudder out much at all to correct the spin.  It was more like having to relax the bad input to get the spin to correct.  My CFI said I may have to correct more in other planes, but the process is still the same.

After about 10 spins, many of which I (purposefully) created and recovered from by myself, I was no longer as nervous about accidentally spinning the plane as I once was.  I am actually interested in doing aerobatics now, which is odd for a guy that used to be scared to fly at all!

On Wednesday I logged 0.9 Hobbs hours with 8 take offs and landings.  On Thursday I logged 1.1 Hobbs hours of spin training.

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My first, my first, and my first cross country flight to Shelby, NC

June 13th, 2009

Earlier this week I was supposed to have a flight at 7AM with my CFI.  As I was preflighting the plane, the sky grew dark and lightning streaked across in front of me.  Well, looks like Wx canceled this flight.  Since I was at the airport (KANP) so early (which is really the only reason I get up at 5:30AM) I just hung out for an hour with my instructor.  We were talking about a bunch of things and I said “Well, I guess I will see you Friday morning”.  He said he forgot that he had to fly a friend’s Piper Arrow down to Shelby, NC (KEHO) to pick up his son and bring him back.  He then asked if I wanted to go!  He showed me the Piper and I realized it had a constant speed propeller and retractable gear.  He said that he was going no matter what so it wasn’t like I had to rent an aircraft for this trip.  It wasn’t a hard decision to take a day of work off to have 5+ Hobbs hours and 656 nm of experience in a “complex” plane.  He also said to bring Aiden along and the boys could play since his son was only 2 years older than Aiden.  If you read my last blog post, you know we fulfilled Aiden’s lifelong dream of flying in a low wing aircraft.  Now, we’ll fulfill another with retractable gear and going to a new state he’s never been in.  It’s a flight of many firsts for Aiden and I, so I thought I would blog about it.

When I told Aiden about the trip he was pretty excited.  I also told him that he would be meeting a new flying buddy and he also likes planes.  Aiden knows my CFI pretty well, but not his son.  Aiden got real serious with me and said “Does he like fighter jets?”  I laughed and said “Yes, he likes fighter jets too”.  In fact I declared that everyone travelling with us that day must like fighter jets in order to go on that trip.  Aiden said “Cool” and that was all he needed to say.  I understood.

Aiden and I arrived at the airport at 6:45AM for our flight.  We planned to go from KANP to the OTT VOR inside Washington DC’s SFRA straight to KEHO.  I filed our SFRA flight plan, called Potomac approach to get our frequency and squawk code, and we thought we were on our way.  We had one glitch, my new Lightspeed Zulu headset would cause the radio to continuously transmit in this particular plane!  We figured out it was just the jack where I was sitting so I swapped my headset with Aiden’s headset.  The Professor was going to travel in style today.

I gave way to my CFI so he could climb into the left seat (where the pilot in command usually sits) because I thought I was just an observer that would be riding along.  He laughed and said “I haven’t flown in that seat in the past 2,000+ hours that I’ve flown.  You’re sitting there.”  Sweet!  We quickly took off with my CFI on the controls and I noticed a difference in takeoff speed, the use of manual flaps, retractable gear, and a constant speed prop. It was very different, but yet somewhat familiar from when I read about it in theory.  After we moved up above the small cloud layer he had me take the controls.  I was on the controls for the entire smooth flight down to KEHO at about 4,500 ft.  For what was predicted to be an IFR day, it was a nice flight with even nicer skies.

One thing I noticed right away after leaving the Washington D.C. area was that there were no other planes around.  Where I live, there is a microcosm of special flight rules, security zones, prohibited areas, restricted areas, and class B air space from three major airports (DCA, IAD, and BWI).  Outside this area felt like leaving home and being out on your own in the real world where you had much more freedom at your fingertips.

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We landed at KEHO and met the airport manager. My CFI asked if they still had the loaner car and he said they didn’t.  He then scratched his head and said “I’ll let you take my personal car if you’re careful.”  Are you kidding me?  How nice of a guy is that?  I meant what I said in my last post when I said “Flying is the only thing that I’ve found that gives an almost instantaneous bond to two strangers.”  We went to lunch at a local restaurant and since his car was nearly on empty, we filled it to the top as a thank you gesture.  Upon returning to the airport, we met my CFI’s son, filled up the plane (so I got to learn how a self serve airport pump works), and took off.  Here’s a picture of the happy crew:

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Once we took off we hit a series of building storm clouds.

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Those horizontal lines were caused by the propeller.  My cell phone camera did not like taking pictures through the moving propeller.

It was like flying in and around caverns much taller than NYC skyscrapers.  In the last picture we were at nearly 8,000ft trying to find a hole to climb over them.  We failed.  Instead of flying over them we did a spiral down to about 3,500 ft and flew under them.  Aiden said “Whoaaaaaaa!” all the way down.  I laughed and told him he’s pulling G’s like the Blue Angels.  He gave me a thumbs up.  Go figure.  At this time my CFI turned the controls back over to me and I flew most of the way back to home (KANP).

I learned a lot on the trip back because it was pretty turbulent due to all the big clouds building above us.  There was one point when we were flying (the airplane was trimmed out perfectly) that I thought my CFI bumped the yoke with his knee because we began a 1,000 ft/min climb.  I pushed the yoke down and said “Did you do that?”.  He said “No.  That’s an updraft going into that cloud we just flew under.”  He said that I would probably feel it when I flew under the other clouds we saw, and I did.  We were on a constant roller coaster.  Updraft under the cloud, a correction for the downward push on the yoke on the other side of the cloud.  The clouds felt like little magnets hanging over us pulling our plane into them.  One of the clouds we passed by started to shower.  It wasn’t a big rain cloud, but it was neat to see from the air and our right wing might have gotten a little wet.

I am a very “hands on” pilot and I’m trying to fix that.  My CFI says I grip the yoke like it owes me money.  Well, it does.  Aircraft rental isn’t cheap.  I try to correct from turbulence all of the time.  I learned on this trip that you can let the plane correct itself from its inherent stability unless it gets too far out of shape.  The airplane flies better than I do.  One of my more memorable points of the trip was when the plane hit a really big bump.  It was big enough that 3 out of 4 of us said “Woah” out loud.  The 4th person was Aiden.  He was sleeping and his head was bouncing all over like a bobble head.  The bump was big enough to make his headset fall off so he woke up to see what was going on.

While cruising over northern North Carolina/Southern Virginia near KMTV, we saw what looked to be as Nascar race track.  We did a circle over it for a picture.  I believe it was Martinsville Speedway.

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I’ve flown almost 40 hours in a Cessna 172S and one thing I’m starting to get good at is hearing the sound (RPM) of the engine and being able to inherently know if we are climbing, descending, stalling, or just generally changing something.  The constant speed prop really threw me for a loop.  We would climb or descend and the engine always sounded the same.  I found myself looking at the airspeed indicator and vertical speed indicator a lot more to figure out what it was the plane was doing.  I wasn’t expecting this difference.

I flew almost all the way back to Washington DC’s SFRA and we hit a decent storm just East of the Brooke VOR.  The storm had us between it and the restricted airspace over the Potomac river. Even though I was pushing the yoke to the floor, the airplane kept going up.  It was a very neat thing to experience and I’m glad I got to experience it with my CFI next to me.

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We called Potomac Approach for our SFRA clearance (that we filed back at KEHO) and they said it wasn’t in the system. Wonderful.  We spent some time circling the Brooke VOR once we got around the northern point of the storm filing the SFRA flight plan from the air with a FSS on 122.2 MHz.

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The crew was tired.

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We were granted enterance into the SFRA and we were minutes from home.  After an uneventful landing, we put the plane to bed and parted ways.  It was a long day full of many firsts that I will not soon forget.  I am glad I got to have that experience yesterday.  I added 2 takeoffs and landings with 5.7 Hobbs hours to my logbook.

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Madeleine’s First Flight!

June 12th, 2009

I have three (mostly) wonderful kids.  Charlotte “Chuck” Louise (11 months), Madeleine “Deedsey” Leslie (4 years), and Aiden “The Professor” Christopher (5 years) are their names.  Aiden has flown with me three times prior to this flight and loves it.  Since I’m a Dad to two little girls, I was a little afraid that my daughters might not take to flying like Aiden did since it’s generally presented as a “boy thing”.  To help squash that myth, I found Girls With Wings and signed up both of my little girls.  Granted Chuck didn’t have teeth yet, but I felt it was a great organization and wanted to give a little extra monetary support since it gave Deedsey a sense of belonging to something pilot related.  I try to teach all of my kids that they can be anything they want to be when they grow up, not matter what anyone says.

After Madeleine carried around her GWW brochures and her pretty pink GWW clothing, she finally had a chance to fly after Ms. Amy and I started emailing each other.  I saw Amy in a GWW newsletter and took a chance by contacting her.  I don’t usually go out on a limb and meet someone I don’t know, but this paid off well in what I think is a great friendship.  Flying is the only thing that I’ve found that gives an almost instantaneous bond to two strangers.  After a few months of emails and sharing my first solo experiences, Amy invited Aiden and I on a flight with her to Reading, PA (KRDG) to see a WWII show on this year’s D-Day (6/6/2009) in her Grumman Tiger.  I didn’t have to convince Aiden to go flying, so that part was easy.  Aiden told me it was his lifelong dream (yes, he’s only 5 years old so it probably didn’t mean much) to fly in a low wing plane.  Amy co-owns a low wing plane.  We just made one fantasy come true and we haven’t even taken off yet.  Amy also invited Madeleine to go, so I knew this could go wonderfully or end up horribly wrong.  I was hoping it was the former.

I brought the flight up to Madeleine and suggested to Aiden that he tell Madeleine how much fun he has had flying.  At first, I don’t think she thought I was serious.  I’ve been promising her a flight before her fifth birthday for a while now.  After a few days, Madeleine seemed excited to go but I wasn’t sure if she was just excited because Aiden and I showed excitement.  Her mother was obviously excited too, because she had a day without the two older kids.  Amy and I set up the plans:  I would drive the kids up to KGAI and we will take off around 9:30ish AM.  We will stay in Reading during the air show until the runway reopens around 5:30PM.  I quickly did the math and realized I could have the kids away from my wife for 12 to 13 hours.  I’ve never had one kid for that long let along the duo.  They can be terrorists in numbers!  I got to be honest, I really didn’t know how this was going to go.

As we left the house, the kids had a quick hug just like they did a year ago when Aiden went flying for the first time (The older picture is on the right):

Aiden and Madeleine's Preflight Hugayearagohug

We got to the airport on time and checked out some planes while Amy preflighted.  Madeleine was a little apprehensive, but seemed excited.  I was praying that we wouldn’t get moving in the plane and she would burst out in tears wanting to be on the ground.

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We climbed into the plane and got ready for takeoff.  Aiden and Madeleine were really excited about this!  They had headsets on and if they wanted to talk, we all had to listen!

Two Happy Kids

I had a lot of horror story scenarios in my mind and I didn’t really know how it would go.  After we got into the air, I slowly turned around to see if Madeleine was happy or mad that we were flying.  Anyone that knows Madeleine knows that Madeleine does what Madeleine wants.  If she’s unhappy, everyone knows about it.  I said over her headset “Deedsey, what do you think?”  I was pleasantly surprised and proud that I got the following reaction:

Deedsey is happy!

Wow!  Is that a face of a happy girl, or what?  Relieved that step #1 was under our belts, I decided I could officially enjoy the flight now.  I took a couple of shots of our flight while we were in the air even though the visibility wasn’t the greatest.  Good visibility or not, flying is fun.  Here is a photo from around 2,000 feet:

A shot from the air

Just as we landed, we had to stop on a taxiway because of a parade of WWII jeeps.  You don’t see that every day!  I felt like I was in an episode of M*A*S*H.

Jeeps on the runway

We walked into the air show and I was pleasantly surprised that Deedsey held Amy’s hand without any cue from her Dad.  Deedsey can be a very shy girl, so she must have really liked the flight and Amy to grant her Madeleine’s elusive affection.

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More pictures of the air show and the planes flying can be found in my Picasa photo album…  I’m keeping this blog article about Madeleine’s first flight.  Once the show was over, we eventually got back to the plane.  The kids were watching Amy preflight the plane when she offered to show them what she was doing.  Aiden, of course, ate this up.  The Professor is a little known wizard when it comes to the subject of science, and how airplanes work solidly falls in his area of expertise.  However, it surprised me when Madeleine pushed her way into the mix without me urging her.  She wanted to see what was going on and she was pushing her brother out of the way to do it!

A preflight lesson

After an uneventful taxi, we got into the air and I checked up on Madeleine.  She was tired.  Very very tired.  You could have mistaken her for a college girl that just stepped out of the bar after finals week.

Tired Madeleine

I was on easy street at this point.  We were on our way home and I was ignoring the sunburn I acquired during the day.  Nearly 10 hours after we left the house, the kids were still being good!  This doesn’t happen often.  But I may have counted my win too soon as Aiden stole Madeleine’s toy plane.  She responded by smacking him.  A scrap broke out in the back seat!  Luckily she won and got her plane back pretty quickly.  Did I break up the fight?  No.  I took pictures instead.

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The KidsMadeleine yelling at me

The last picture is Madeleine telling me to turn around and stop looking at her.  Deedsey rolls with some of the toughest biker gangs this side of DC, so I wasn’t going to push my luck.

We had an uneventful stop at KDMW for gas and we headed back into KGAI I put a little video together of the kids in the backseat along with Ms. Amy’s perfect landing at home.

I bought Aiden and Madeleine real pilot logbooks when they started flying so they could record each flight they go on.  They really seem to like it and it’s the equivalent of a kid’s frequent flyer club, without the monetary benefits.  I recommend it to any pilot parent when their kids begin flying.  They like to see it now, but I bet they will really like looking back at it when they are in their mid-30’s like me.  On this trip the kids earned a total of 2.4 Hobbs hours with 3 takeoffs and landings at three different airports.

I hope you enjoyed Madeleine’s first flight as much as she did.  Please stop by Ms. Amy’s blog about this flight from her point of view!  I’m happy to post any comments anyone leaves on this post (that are appropriate).

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Welcome!

June 11th, 2009

I finally decided to make my blog do a little work.  I plan to use this place to document my journeys from a student pilot to a full fledged private pilot, and hopefully beyond.  I found that twitter was too hard to document everything, and Facebook wasn’t cutting it either.  Please look here for future posts!

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