Tuesday, May 03, 2011


Since my leg's starting to get back to where it's supposed to be, and since I haven't flowin in far too long, I took a little hop today.

Look--C-5's. Maybe when my Cessna grows up, it'll be a C-5.

Did you ever notice how some people have really neat-looking front yards, and landscaping that keeps you from seeing into their back yard? There's a reason for that. The eye in the sky sees all, however. I know this house and you'd never suspect that crappy back yard as you pass it on the road.

Trucks in the truck stop on I-81, taking a break from all of that driving side-by-side and keeping any cars from passing.

OK, time to call it a day. Final approach to Runway two-six, and this'll be a full-stop.


  1. Advise your Cessna to set it's goals a little higher. The C-5, as large at it is, does not have the reliability that the C-17 or the C-130 has. I have been told that the C-5 has one of the worst mission capable rates in the USAF inventory.

    Something in the manner of a C-182 Global Skylane Master might be a more noble goal when your Cessna reaches maturity.

    I'm just sayin'

  2. My college geography teacher once referred to them as "libertarian" back yards. He said it with a sneer in his voice. I've admired them ever since.