Ten years ago I owned an Avid Flyer, it's like a Kit Fox. I suffered a catastrophic engine failure 400 feet in the air during a takeoff. The motality rate for that kind of incident is really high, but I managed to bring it back to the runway and land it without causing further damage.
A few years later while on landing approach in a Cherokee 235 I hit a buzzard. He mangled my left wing as I cut him in half. I completed the landing successfully. My daughter, also a pilot, was with me. As we got out of the plane, she said " Way to go dad, you kept flying the airplane" ( as opposed to panicing). I think I'm a pretty good pilot when the chips are down. I attribute that to being one with the machine. I feel it . It is an extension of my body. Now, consider those fantastically awsome flight simulators we have all played on our computers. I think they are really cool, but I can't have any fun with them because I crash all the time. I look like a total bozo. If you ever saw me do one of those you would never fly with me. The trouble is: I can't feel anything. The visual inputs are not enough for me. Maybe it's not that bad for most people, but it sure is tough for me. Jeff ----- Original Message ----- From: "Steven Krivit" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Thursday, February 10, 2005 8:59 PM Subject: Re: It is worse because it works better > > >It turned out they literally flew by the seat of their pants. > > That's profound! > > s > >
