Latest Newsletter - Victory Aviation
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Latest Newsletter - Victory Aviation
THE FLYER www.VictoryAviation.org Webmaster: NEEDED!! Inquire at PilotInfo@VictoryAviation.org December, 2014 EDITOR: John Chappell In This Issue: E-Mail: News@VictoryAviation.org In case of poor driving conditions (heavy snow, ice, rain, etc.), typhoons, locust plagues, floods, famine, or the end of the world, call Bob Overman (Business) or Herb Porter (Tour Group/Safety) for meeting status. Phone list on page 2. MEETING NOTE Current Aircraft Rates From the Tower Maintenance & Planning Safety Soapbox Pilots’ Lounge Hangar Rash 2 2 2 3 6 7 Current Roster Current Rules November, 2014 November, 2014 Upcoming Events Check this space each month for upcoming Tour Group and other aviation events Tour Group REMINDERS • Herb is looking for ideas! Other Aviation Events All meetings are held at 7:00 pm on the third Tuesday of each month. This month’s meeting will be held at Richard’s Pizza in Fairfield, located at 495 Nilles Rd., approximately two miles west of Rt. 4. COME EARLY: SOCIAL HOUR FROM 6:00 to 7:00. Need a map? http://goo.gl/maps/FzWPe Next Club Mtg. Next Tour Group/Safety Mtg. No meeting in July. Dec. 16, 2014 Jan 20, 2015 • Please send any event News@VictoryAviation.org news to IMPORTANT NOTICE!! Please send all changes to the addresses listed below, as appropriate. News Items for Newsletter: News@VictoryAviation.org Roster information changes and updates (address, phone, etc.): PilotInfo@VictoryAviation.org Email address changes: PilotInfo@VictoryAviation.org Resignations/Requests for Inactive Status: PilotInfo@VictoryAviation.org BFR and/or medical certification date changes (updates to the info on your bill): PilotInfo@VictoryAviation.org ICE (In Case of Emergency) contact info: Bob Overman, (Primary): President@VictoryAviation.org Herb Porter (Secondary): CURRENT AIRCRAFT RATES Will be coming soon to a newsletter that will hopefully appear in you inbox! No promises, I know the guy that puts this together… ☺ A word about our recent insurance claims..... I want to impress on everyone, the importance of staying current with not only the requirements enforced by the FAA, but our club rules must be complied with as well. Our individual currency in all these areas is mandatory. I want to commend our pilots for their attention to these details in recent incidents, allowing our insurance coverage to proceed as expected. As you know, both the FAA and Avemco take a very detailed look at currency and log books. If an unfortunate incident were to happen to you, be advised that the welfare of the club and your own can be seriously affected by any deficiency in currency, club rules or "safe practices". Please refer to our Operating Rules 3.5.15, and By-Laws, VI B, concerning any losses incurred by the club. Essentially, if these currency requirements are not met, you will be responsible for all losses not covered by insurance. We will be electing officers at the December business meeting coming up on December 16th see you there! I want to thank the many volunteers who have spent considerable time and effort in 2014 to help make the club run smoothly. Your work is most appreciated! I also want to wish everyone a very Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! ~ Bob Overman, President FROM THE TOWER For those that don't know, Jim Sullivan had triple by-pass heart surgery recently and is currently recovering at home. His surgery well but he is not ready for calls yet. Get well soon Jim! MAINTENANCE & PLANNING N355VA Replaced the Attitude Gyro Repaired nose wheel shimmy Re-sealed the right side vent seal Also, Dave Gold had a forced landing with the Dakota in a muddy field near St Louis. Everyone is fine and even the airplane came through it unscathed. We are in the process of recovering the airplane which will take several more days or weeks. More to come on that. Pilot seat release repaired N356VA Performed Annual while waiting for new engine and prop repair Replaced rudder and stabilator hinge bearings 2 Replaced the stabilator trip cable pulleys Replaced the forward door seal Replaced the nose gear steering forward end rods Repaired the exhaust shroud Replaced the left main gear mounting bolts Replaced the pilots side window Repaired and re-sealed both main wing fuel tanks (still in process) Overhauled the Alternator Autopilot repaired Compass overhauled New engine just received Engine mounts inspected and repaired Propeller still out for blade replacements and repair N9515Q Replaced the case breather hose and tubing clamps Repaired the right mag wiring (worn and shorted) Replaced the pilots window hold open spring N351VA Loss of power resulted in off-field landing just before Thanksgiving (no injuries, no damage) The aircraft will be towed to the nearest airport soon for evaluation before returning to HAO ~ Alan Koch, Planning Officer SAFETY SOAPBOX Before pointing snarky fingers, I'll confess that my Private pilot check-ride performance 40 years ago was lame. I remember the examiner snarling, "I don't want you demonstrating stall/spins here on base-to-final..." hinting that the coordination ball should appear in the center other than while slamming from full-left to full-right deflection. While demonstrating a soft-field takeoff on my commercial check-ride, I inadvertently unlatched my seatbelt just as the mains pulled free from the simulated muck. With the loose belt riding under my armpits, the stall horn warbling and the tower saying, "Contact Departure," I managed to click the belt and make the call. Fairly smug as I leveled out, I couldn't understand why the Beech Sierra, which normally cruised around 130 knots, was dogging along at 110. The examiner remained ominously silent as I reviewed my post-climb checklist: Power/prop—set; Trim—set; Flaps—up; Gear—down; three in the green. We were still slow, so I repeated the list twice more (slow learner), until pausing at "Gear down!" Yikes! I was flying with the wheels hanging down like a stiff-legged Sundowner. Hoping the examiner might not have noticed, evidenced by his continued silence, I reached for the gear handle as the examiner mumbled, "Don't care if you fly all day with the wheels down, so long as they're down on landing." I knew this would be a long ride. Now, let's hear from readers who braved the fires of check-rides gone sour and the showed the moxie—or lack of good judgment—to share their horrors. Submitters' names have been redacted, because we assumed they were bogus to begin with. Short But Not Always Sweet On the Private check-ride, I couldn't do slow flight. On the Instrument, my oral was way off. On my glider ride, I came in short on landing but, luckily, got the chance to do it over. Check-Ride Disasters It gets better. ~Paul Berge | AVweb | 5 May 2014 On my Commercial ride, the examiner called my Lazy 8's "El Stinko." In some countries, that's a compliment. Confession is good for the soul but can be embarrassing. Here, now, the unscientific tabulation of readers' responses to "Brainteasers" quiz 194's question, "How did you screw up your check-ride?" My student was at the end of the runway, and the examiner asked him whether he had finished his checklist. Examinee replied, "Yes." Examiner 3 asked again with the same reply, at which point the examiner instructed him to taxi back to the ramp with a pink slip. Apparently, while the Cessna's door handle had been pushed to the down position, the door was still open. I had to give the student a lesson on checklist usage in the airplane, and then sign him off for another check-ride 20 minutes later, which was successful. Shortest "flight" for a check-ride failure I'd ever seen. Here's a check-ride flop with a stiff-upper-lip tone: I forgot to change to area frequency and forgot to change squawk code to 1200 VFR after leaving aerodrome vicinity (Class D). Flared too high on one landing and thumped it down. That's about it. It was 1976 at Jefferson County Airport (North of Denver) when I took my Private pilot check-ride. The examiner was easily 300 pounds. For the weight-and-balance calculation, he said he weighed 150 pounds. My instructor had weighed 135 pounds, and I'd never flown the Cessna 150 over gross (that's my excuse). Everything went great until a simulated short-field landing. At 10 feet, the C-150 fell out of the sky. We hit so hard that I thought that I had lost a couple of fillings but managed to keep the nose up. I stammered something about "getting behind on that one," while the examiner motioned me into the first turn-off. I figured that was it, but he passed me anyway. Maybe he feared having to go up with me again. I'd been cautioned to always turn toward runway/airport after losing power in the pattern. On the Private check-ride, I got a power-out at the beginning of the base leg, so I turned toward the runway and found myself over the numbers at 700 feet. Sheesh. Hammered in a huge slip with a transition to landing and serious braking while the examiner went into a fake coronary. I passed and started learning to fly. On my 1973 Private pilot check-ride, anxious to do a perfect power-off short-field approach over a 50-foot obstacle, I turned base way too soon (OK, twice) and was at least 100 feet above the runway. The examiner gave me one last chance to get it right, and thankfully I did. Ya Gotta Know the Territory And this candidate did not… I was an Iowa flat-lander spending two weeks in Idaho, prepping for my Private pilot ride. After barely skating through the written, I was to take the check-ride in Missoula, Mont. The examiner wanted me to plan a cross-country to places I'd never heard of, and after scouring five sectionals, I confessed that I had no clue where we were supposed to go. "You're not from around these parts," was her comment. "Oh, hell. Let's go fly anyway," she said in her best Martha Lunken impression. I remember absolutely nothing about the flight other than she had put that Grumman in one nasty unusual attitude and calmly said, "Your airplane." It was 1980. I was 18 years old and on my checkride at the Gainesville, Fla., airport where I worked. I was nervous. The examiner asked me to flightplan for Crystal River, Fla., on the Gulf of Mexico and left me alone to plot my course, obtain a weather briefing and then preflight the aircraft, while he sipped coffee and chatted with my coworkers who were all there to see me become a licensed pilot. I was ready, and as we climbed into the aircraft, he asked my initial heading. Sure of myself, I said, "018 degrees." I obtained permission to taxi and gave the tower my direction of flight. My mind was racing and my palms were sweaty when, halfway through my run-up, I realized I had given the examiner and ATC the reciprocal heading for my intended destination. I was going to end up in Georgia! I confessed to a major goof and asked if he wanted me to taxi back to the FBO. He laughed and said he just wanted to see what was going to happen once we were airborne. I called the tower and corrected my error, but the bad part was our FBO had a loudspeaker on the ramp, so everybody heard my mistake. I passed, and three months later I was at Keystone Airport (42J) and heard a guy on the radio report, "Downwind Runway 77." I guess 22 can look like 77 upside down and just figured the poor shlub was on his check-ride. My ICUS (in command, under supervision) checkride was to be an aeronautical navigation flight. 4 This was way before GPS. I had to plan a threehour VFR flight that was fuel-efficient and hit the return-to-base ETA within five minutes. Simple. I simply wasn't ready for it. I had a rough idea of the checkpoints' general locations but got all screwed up in the planning phase by messing up the weather, using wrong expected TAS figures and more. The CFI didn't say a word. About two hours after departure, I was thoroughly lost and started making landmarks "fit" the map. It wasn't until we were getting close to a busy airport's control zone, about 50 miles east of where I thought we were, that the instructor asked, "Where are we?" I confidently answered, "Here," while pointing at the map. "No, we aren't," he replied and added, "My controls while you work out where we really are and then how to get back to base." And that was it, check-ride busted. Mortified, I determined our location, the route home and rescheduled the check-ride. I almost didn't make it to the flight part of my Private pilot exam because of a mapping scenario. My home airport was on both sides of the Chicago sectional, and I'd never had to plan a flight from one side to the other. Naturally, the examiner wanted to see me do just that. Wasn't pretty. Additionally, he quizzed me on everything he could possibly find for two hours. Then, on the flight, my VOR stopped working. Thought I was skunked but passed nonetheless, with the examiner saying I was a "good airplane driver." I think that was a compliment... And one from the student-bites-examiner file… The examiner ordered a short-field landing, and when I selected less than full flaps, he berated me and insisted that I show him exactly where it says that my technique was acceptable for that airplane. He began fishing through the POH. Granted, I probably did do it wrong. The only smart thing I did that day was telling him that I wasn't going to discuss it in the air, and that we could look it up once we were safely on the ground. Hey, it worked. I passed. After not flying for 20 years, I was on a check-ride that wasn't going so well. High on approach, I slipped to reduce altitude but slipped away from the wind, which felt really weird. Fortunately, I landed on the runway, although, the examiner wasn't impressed. Before my tailwheel checkout, the instructor showed me a shattered propeller in the briefing room, explaining that it was the result of a downwind landing. This illustrated his opinion of such carelessness Off we went to fly. There was a brisk wind, so I was being careful of my control positions as I slowly taxied to the runway... the wrong end of the runway, setting myself up for a downwind departure. Blush! While landing with full flaps the examiner called a go-around. Slow and about to touch the runway, I added full throttle but couldn't arrest the descent, so the wheels touched the runway. Additionally, a wing dipped and I corrected with aileron only. This got me into an oscillation, banking left and right because of the lack of compensation for the induced yaw. I was able to recover and did pass my check-ride, but the examiner told me I needed to use the rudder pedals. Snatched from the Jaws of Failure My instructor warned that the examiner was a real stickler for performing clearing turns and had flunked many applicants on that single item. Of course, when the examiner called for steep turns, I immediately banked without the clearing turns. Defeat was imminent, but when he commented, "Hope no other airplanes are up here with us," I explained through a sweaty grin that my first steep turn was, in fact, a clearing turn. It didn't fool him, but he accepted my dumb explanation, and I made it through the rest of the examination. Whew, that was close... I was horribly nervous on my Private check-ride, babbling through the oral despite trembling knees. The flight didn't settle things as the examiner requested a steep turn. Immediately, I dropped 50 feet within the first 10 degrees of turn but managed to arrest the descent at 120 feet below target. As I climbed back up, the examiner said, "Now that you've 5 gotten that out of your system, let's do it again, only correctly this time, shall we?" Happily, the rest of the turn, indeed, the rest of the checkride, proceeded with minimal burbles as I remembered a bit of advice from my instructor: "Remember to breathe. You already know how to do everything else." Surprising just how much selfinduced hypoxia can affect performance. all when I blew the approach and the rest of the ride. The examiner pulled the throttle to idle to simulate an engine-out. I selected a suitable landing site after making sure that the aircraft was in the proper glide speed, stabilized with trim set. I said that I would try to restart but, failing that, I'd head to a nice, flat, grassy field to land. I circled and at 500 feet, set up the approach with flaps. Wind was gusting with low-level turbulence shear. As we approached the pasture, a gust caught the airplane and suddenly we were looking at the ground from the passenger-side window because the wings seemed almost vertical. I leveled the airplane and looked at the examiner. His hands were almost on the yoke. "All right," he said, "Add power and let's head back to the airport." Returning to the airport I bounced twice but managed a three-pointer on the third try. I passed the flight exam, but learned that you really shouldn't scare the crap out of the check pilot, as evidenced by the 30-minute post-flight lecture. During my helicopter ATP check-ride, when completely brain-dead, the examiner asked me to enter a holding pattern. IFR Foibles On my instrument check-ride, I set the ILS frequency but didn't notice that it was on standby. When the approach wasn't working right, I figured out what was wrong and initiated a missed approach. So far, so good. Unfortunately, I skipped a step on the landing checklist (fullest tank) and ran out of gas. I responded instantly, and the engine picked back up, but by then the check-ride was over. On my instrument check-ride, I was doing a missed approach, and the examiner said to climb and maintain 1800 feet. I leveled off at 800 feet, because it felt like we'd been climbing long enough to be there when the long needle approached 800, at which point I failed. On the ILS during my IFR check-ride, I accepted an ATC request to increase speed. I should have refused but wanted to impress the check airman with how cool I was under pressure. Not cool at Instrument-Check-ride-Day weather was crappola when we launched, and I immediately turned the wrong way (away from) the VOR for my first approach. Had to re-schedule so that I could show that I knew the difference between TO and FROM. Easy, until I flew the pattern in reverse direction and flunked. Never Give Up! Never Surrender! In 1966, with 36 hours logged, I went to a designated examiner, a grizzled old timer who made me do commercial maneuvers and then requested that I do an instrument approach. When I protested that I was only there for a Private license, he said, "Son, if you want a Private license, then my requirements are that you fly an approach." I took the approach plate that I had never seen before and flew the approach. Thinking that I had aced the ride, my ego was shattered when he said, "Amazing how you made it within sight of the approach end of the runway even though you used the NDB chart and flew the VOR approach." Being told that your Lazy 8s are "El Stinko," might seem like the ultimate check-ride putdown, but this examiner's comment to a busted applicant wins the truth-shall-set-you-free award: "I don't believe you should continue flying. You've shown me every negative skill a pilot could jam into one single hour. If you love flying that much, ya gotta start all over at ground zero." Plan every flight as if your life depends on it. It Does! ~ Jan Jansen, Safety Officer PILOTS’ LOUNGE FAA Allows More Simulator Time for Instrument Rating ~by Stephen Pope | Flying Magazine Online | 4 Dec. 2014 6 The FAA yesterday issued long-awaited rules that increase the number of hours pilots may log toward an instrument rating using approved aviation training devices, raising the limit to 20 hours in advanced training devices versus 10 hours under the old rules. HANGAR RASH In reality, many simulator makers had received special authorizations from the FAA to allow more than the 10-hour minimum. The new rule, set to take effect on January 20, harmonizes standards across the industry. Part 61 students will be permitted to log up to 20 hours of instrument time in an approved advanced aviation training device (AATD) or up to 10 hours of time in an approved basic aviation training device (BATD). Part 141 students will be allowed to accomplish up to 40 percent of their total flight training hour requirements in an aviation training device. Another noteworthy change in the new rules is that students will no longer be required to wear view-limiting devices (such as Foggles) while training in ATDs. This is a somewhat surprising shift, in part because very few instrument instructors seemed to be aware that it was even a requirement. The FAA said the condition is no longer necessary because ATDs can adequately simulate IMC weather, though the agency stressed that instrument students must operate the training device solely by reference to instruments in simulated IMC to log the time toward their instrument rating. 7