Hello all,
I'm new here and just recently recieved posting priveleges.
Thanks SOH staff for your quick responses to my request to join.
I acually was able to log into the Duenna flight tracking software and completed a few flights yesterday (Sunday, June 26 th).
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The adventure begins:
The CC Andean Airways introduction reads as follows:” Needed are highly skilled pilots with icy nerves who can manage dangerous missions with competence and cool.”
I guess I’ve always considered myself just that; however after yesterday's adventures I must digress. It’s been one calamity after another. I’d completed several practice runs quite successfully, but when the time to step up and fly for real, things just kept going wrong. I’ve taken off and forgot the baton, crashed a nice DC-3, forgot to refuel at Merida and was forced to execute an emergency dead stick at 13,000 feet near EL Palchal, just 28.3 miles from (SKBG) Palonegro at Bucaramanga, Columbia.
After the forced landing near SKBG, we made our way over to the nearest road and were able to wave down a bus, which is Columbia’s version of a mass transportation system which was filled with local farmers and their families on the way to the market with various kinds of farm animals, fowl, and of course coffee beans of which some would end at Starbuck’s no doubt. We managed to hire a local trucker to haul some fuel back up the mountain Plantation field where the grounded Gooney.
I don’t know what these people breath up here, but it’s certainly not very rich in O2. Then again many people here live to be well over the age of 100, so what do I know.
At one point in time I thought I saw a UFO, but my very lovely Co-pilot, Carmen, assured me that it was only the fact that I’d removed my Oxygen mask and was fatigued from all of the day’s flying events. An no, I wasn't seeing rows of burlesque dancers out on the mountains side, they were merely rows of young coffee trees. Nor is Juan riding a Ski-do, it’s only an ordinary jackass, ah er, donkey.
To explain the copilot:
Sometimes, along with bad fortune comes good fortune. While purchasing gas to fly off the mountain I met a young voluptuous, raven haired, Columbian, pilot named Carman who just happened to be out of work. Well, it didn’t take much convincing for my old copilot Clyde to hop on a charter back to Alaska, especially after a crash and a forced landing. So I hired my new Copilot who just so happens to know the Andes like the back of her lovely hand. Whew! Jackpot! Cachinga! If Carman were in a beauty contest with Raquel Welch and Marilyn Monroe in the sixties, they’d take 2[SUP]nd[/SUP] and 3[SUP]rd[/SUP] without a doubt. Man, I feel like Hugh Hefner driving a DC-3, my baby and me, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Well, perhaps some of the older pilots here know what I'm talkin about!
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Ahem, back to the flights
I decided to use the default DC-3 Cargo which includes the Radio Compass RMI.
The default DC-3 is a gas guzzler compared to some of the modified versions but it elliminates all temptations to disregard things like DME and other modern devices.
The Duenna flight tracking system is one of the greatest addons I've ever used.
As I mentioned above I crashed in heavy fog while attempting a go around at Miredia, Venezuela amoung other mishaps.
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Leaving Alaska for Venezuela
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At La Chinita Int ready to Go in the Morning
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Successful landing at Miredia after reflying second flight after teh crash.
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Taking off from the mountain after refueling near Bucaramanga
I'll post the details of each flight in subsequent posts.
I'm new here and just recently recieved posting priveleges.
Thanks SOH staff for your quick responses to my request to join.
I acually was able to log into the Duenna flight tracking software and completed a few flights yesterday (Sunday, June 26 th).
**********
The adventure begins:
The CC Andean Airways introduction reads as follows:” Needed are highly skilled pilots with icy nerves who can manage dangerous missions with competence and cool.”
I guess I’ve always considered myself just that; however after yesterday's adventures I must digress. It’s been one calamity after another. I’d completed several practice runs quite successfully, but when the time to step up and fly for real, things just kept going wrong. I’ve taken off and forgot the baton, crashed a nice DC-3, forgot to refuel at Merida and was forced to execute an emergency dead stick at 13,000 feet near EL Palchal, just 28.3 miles from (SKBG) Palonegro at Bucaramanga, Columbia.
After the forced landing near SKBG, we made our way over to the nearest road and were able to wave down a bus, which is Columbia’s version of a mass transportation system which was filled with local farmers and their families on the way to the market with various kinds of farm animals, fowl, and of course coffee beans of which some would end at Starbuck’s no doubt. We managed to hire a local trucker to haul some fuel back up the mountain Plantation field where the grounded Gooney.
I don’t know what these people breath up here, but it’s certainly not very rich in O2. Then again many people here live to be well over the age of 100, so what do I know.
At one point in time I thought I saw a UFO, but my very lovely Co-pilot, Carmen, assured me that it was only the fact that I’d removed my Oxygen mask and was fatigued from all of the day’s flying events. An no, I wasn't seeing rows of burlesque dancers out on the mountains side, they were merely rows of young coffee trees. Nor is Juan riding a Ski-do, it’s only an ordinary jackass, ah er, donkey.
To explain the copilot:
Sometimes, along with bad fortune comes good fortune. While purchasing gas to fly off the mountain I met a young voluptuous, raven haired, Columbian, pilot named Carman who just happened to be out of work. Well, it didn’t take much convincing for my old copilot Clyde to hop on a charter back to Alaska, especially after a crash and a forced landing. So I hired my new Copilot who just so happens to know the Andes like the back of her lovely hand. Whew! Jackpot! Cachinga! If Carman were in a beauty contest with Raquel Welch and Marilyn Monroe in the sixties, they’d take 2[SUP]nd[/SUP] and 3[SUP]rd[/SUP] without a doubt. Man, I feel like Hugh Hefner driving a DC-3, my baby and me, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Well, perhaps some of the older pilots here know what I'm talkin about!
***********
Ahem, back to the flights
I decided to use the default DC-3 Cargo which includes the Radio Compass RMI.
The default DC-3 is a gas guzzler compared to some of the modified versions but it elliminates all temptations to disregard things like DME and other modern devices.
The Duenna flight tracking system is one of the greatest addons I've ever used.
As I mentioned above I crashed in heavy fog while attempting a go around at Miredia, Venezuela amoung other mishaps.
View attachment 40958
Leaving Alaska for Venezuela
View attachment 40959
At La Chinita Int ready to Go in the Morning
View attachment 40962
Successful landing at Miredia after reflying second flight after teh crash.
View attachment 40960
Taking off from the mountain after refueling near Bucaramanga
I'll post the details of each flight in subsequent posts.