It’s fascinating to compare flying in different parts of the country. In my 50 years of flying, I’ve been lucky enough to live and fly from the four corners of the nation, as well as three states in the middle.
Home base was at 10 different airports: two nontowered; eight Class D, some before the letter designations, two Class C, and one lake. All of the Class D airports were close to or under Class B airspace, but I’m not married to towers. On long cross-country flights, like Savannah, Georgia, to Oshkosh, Wisconsin, or Prescott, Arizona, I look for cheap gas, and that usually means nontowered airports.
Flying in New England was cold in the winter—no surprise. The flying club planes were tied down outside, and it wasn’t unusual to find ice and snow all over them. We were always careful to get the plane cleaned off, but it took a while. I don’t recall how we did it, 50 years ago, but I still remember being told not to pound on the C172. Pounding on the airplane to loosen ice was forbidden. We didn’t have a heated hangar, but our chief instructor pointed out that, if we did, melted water could collect in the control surfaces, waiting to refreeze once the plane left the hangar and put the control surfaces out of balance.
One arrow I had in my quiver was that, even as a student pilot, I was knowledgeable about instrument procedures. In fact, I even flew an ILS to…
Source www.planeandpilotmag.com
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