So I'm on a flight from frisco to stl

[pulaski74]

Who sits down next to me? Cam Newton in commercial, football fell from an overhead compartment, man he started to go after it but realized the two women across from him wanted it more, and sat back down.

 

[Cusefannotindc]

Still drunk from yesterday?

 

[djcon57]

Who sits down next to me? Cam Newton in commercial, football fell from an overhead compartment, man he started to go after it but realized the two women across from him wanted it more, and sat back down.

HAHAHA! His team went 17-2 this year. What a LOSER!

 

[rrlbees]

Thought this was going to be a Rick Pitino thread.

 

[Shark58]

Thought this was going to a Rick Pitino thread.

he gone

 

[andyw715]

HAHAHA! His team went 17-2 this year. What a LOSER!

Yeah but he let his team down then acted like a baby during the presser by throwing his lollipop in the sand.

 

[pulaski74]

HAHAHA! His team went 17-2 this year. What a LOSER!

Well, he did lie down like a rug, I was just surprised at the performence and disapointed, because I was rooting for the panthers and thought I would have a little fun w/ the airplane thing

 

[CraigForth]

I saw him too, we must have been on the same flight. You can tell it's him, look at the eyes

 

[PeteCalvin]

Was Boba Fett on the flight too?

 

[Dave85]

Back when I was in my 20s I was going to a trade show in Toledo Ohio. To get to Toledo you take a small twin engine propeller plane from Detroit. Just as I get into the airplane I hear the pilot say in a muffled voice, "there it goes again." Then a pause. And then he says, "Okay, I'll try it." He then shuts off the power to the entire plane. He then turns the power back on. After a minute or two he gets on the mic and says, "okay that fixed it." I almost died!

 

[dasher]

Thought this was going to be a Rick Pitino thread.

You just stole my line

 

[rrlbees]

You just stole my line

Great minds think alike. But timing is everything.

 

[AlaskaSU]

Back when I was in my 20s I was going to a trade show in Toledo Ohio. To get to Toledo you take a small twin engine propeller plane from Detroit. Just as I get into the airplane I hear the pilot say in a muffled voice, "there it goes again." Then a pause. And then he says, "Okay, I'll try it." He then shuts off the power to the entire plane. He then turns the power back on. After a minute or two he gets on the mic and says, "okay that fixed it." I almost died!

You would not do too well in the bush.
Here are 3 of my experiences, and there are more.
Flying over one of the remotest places on Earth, the Brooks Range, in a small plane sitting on my gear because there were no seats in the plane, as we took them out in Arctic Village to make more room for gear, a red idiot light on the dash showing an electrical problem was lit up (to be fair, the pilot had warned us before takeoff) and Beethoven was blasting at ear splitting level on the stereo. Very surreal. Not a sign of civilization.
Heading to Kake flying over the remote mountainous spine of Admiralty Island in a fog, seeing a peak dead ahead and doing a 180.
Flying from Stewart BC to Prince Rupert BC in a Twin Otter left over from WWII, after watching the pilot standing on the wing to pump fuel into the plane while smoking a cigarette, but then again it was the first flight to get in for a couple of days, flying UNDER a 500 foot fog ceiling following Portland Canal (a several hundred mile fjord) under constant turbulence with the pilot chain smoking and occasionally having to bend down to retrieve a lost cigarette due to turbulence, and a minister up front praying.
Emergency landing on the water in a WWII era Gruman Goose when the water rudder deployed while in flight, having to hit the water at high speed and narrowly missing crashing into the dock.
Flying from Dillingham (Bristol Bay) to Wood Tik Chik in a wooden framed Widgeon (red velvet interior), that is after the pilot woke up from his hangover knap right on an off ramp.
Flying from Gustavus to Juneau in a beat up turbo prop that friends just bought from a CA skydiving outfit and having the wheel brake engage and lock up on our departure approach. It spun us into a 360 turn. We took the brake off and flew into Juneau without brakes.
Loading an A-Star chopper to the gills, beer and all, five people and the pilot, and taking off as a way of seeing if we had too much weight.
Flying in a chopper in a winter snowstorm from Canmore, Alberta to Mount Assiniboine.
Flying with a crazy old pilot who drives a taxicab in Fairbanks during the winter, over a remote Alaska mountain range, climbing up the face of each ridge and diving down the backside while throwing a banana peel and other junk out his window.
Luckily, my better half is a commercial pilot with over 6,000 hours.

 

[Dave85]

You would not do too well in the bush.
Here are 3 of my experiences, and there are more.
Flying over one of the remotest places on Earth, the Brooks Range, in a small plane sitting on my gear because there were no seats in the plane, as we took them out in Arctic Village to make more room for gear, a red idiot light on the dash showing an electrical problem was lit up (to be fair, the pilot had warned us before takeoff) and Beethoven was blasting at ear splitting level on the stereo. Very surreal. Not a sign of civilization.
Heading to Kake flying over the remote mountainous spine of Admiralty Island in a fog, seeing a peak dead ahead and doing a 180.
Flying from Stewart BC to Prince Rupert BC in a Twin Otter left over from WWII, after watching the pilot standing on the wing to pump fuel into the plane while smoking a cigarette, but then again it was the first flight to get in for a couple of days, flying UNDER a 500 foot fog ceiling following Portland Canal (a several hundred mile fjord) under constant turbulence with the pilot chain smoking and occasionally having to bend down to retrieve a lost cigarette due to turbulence, and a minister up front praying.
Emergency landing on the water in a WWII era Gruman Goose when the water rudder deployed while in flight, having to hit the water at high speed and narrowly missing crashing into the dock.
Flying from Dillingham (Bristol Bay) to Wood Tik Chik in a wooden framed Widgeon (red velvet interior), that is after the pilot woke up from his hangover knap right on an off ramp.
Flying from Gustavus to Juneau in a beat up turbo prop that friends just bought from a CA skydiving outfit and having the wheel brake engage and lock up on our departure approach. It spun us into a 360 turn. We took the brake off and flew into Juneau without brakes.
Loading an A-Star chopper to the gills, beer and all, five people and the pilot, and taking off as a way of seeing if we had too much weight.
Flying in a chopper in a winter snowstorm from Canmore, Alberta to Mount Assiniboine.
Flying with a crazy old pilot who drives a taxicab in Fairbanks during the winter, over a remote Alaska mountain range, climbing up the face of each ridge and diving down the backside while throwing a banana peel and other junk out his window.
Luckily, my better half is a commercial pilot with over 6,000 hours.

How is that you are alive? I have this theory God is an Orange fan. You are evidence! I don't mind the brushes with death as long as there's good fishing. How's the fishing where you are?

I had another really close call landing into Detroit one time on the return flight from Toledo. There was a really strong crosswind perpendicular to the runway. It was really scary. I think the pilot touched a wing tip on the landing.

My father flew small commuter airplane from New Jersey to Boston. A six-seater twin engine airplane. He told this story one time he was landing into Boston and a goose hits the top of the airplane and broke an antenna. There's a big BAM and a piece of the antenna landed in one of the passengers laps. The guy turns to my father and says in a sheepish voice, "Is this important?"

 

[AlaskaSU]

Glad to be alive, not from flight incidents, but from natural causes. Not counting Pearl, I have the misfortune of knowing 3 people that succumbed to brain cancer. Those of us that are healthy, count our blessings.

A couple more flight stories, as nothing much is going on during our break.
Flying with my business partner, Rod, at the controls over Texas, and he decides to buzz cows to make them stampede. We came close to hitting them. He is a Texas Good ol Boy and says that cow buzzing is a local sport. Rod tells this story. He was flying with Bondo Butch in Bondo's plane and took over the controls noticing that it was flying funny. Bondo says, don't worry I temporarily put on two different wings. Bondo runs a one man auto body shop during the winter. He also serves as Bill Gate's personal pilot when he comes to Gustavus for vacation. Can't make this stuff up.

The small plane commercial pilots like your Dad, and my JC, are the unsung heroes.

 

[AlaskaSU]

How is the fishing?

Juneau fishing is seasonal; salmon during their respective runs and halibut. Halibut fishing is much better about 50 miles out, over in Icy Straight (Gustavus) where record breaking fish are caught. Icy straight is about 5 miles wide but it is shallow with a sandy bottom due to outwash from Glacier Bay, just what halibut love. The best salmon fishing is 100 miles from Juneau on the outside and Cross sound around Elfin Cove. As to the Inside waters, southern and central SE are generally much better than Northern SE. Local fishermen do not bother to keep cod, chum salmon and pink salmon. Crabbing for Kings, Tanners and Dungees is good as is shrimping. Personally, I like casting from the banks of a river for Cohos in late August and early Sept. Yes, I know of places where you can get a trout every cast, but they are remote and not easy to get to.