tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431515400045975752.post4016823057862901663..comments2023-09-18T05:28:37.097-07:00Comments on surroundedbyair: ForeclosedDr.ATPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10577827249492491854noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431515400045975752.post-31370841104677651422009-02-22T19:32:00.000-08:002009-02-22T19:32:00.000-08:00Sarah,I reread the book every year or so. The acc...Sarah,<BR/><BR/>I reread the book every year or so. The accidents are actually the source of the title: Fate has hunted down his peers and, through luck, not him.<BR/><BR/>I didn't know that story about the control lock. I used to fly King Airs with a rather obnoxious guy who was always baiting people. One day when I was hand-flying the controls felt strange. "Trim runaway! Trim runaway!" I disconnected the electric trim and looked over at him. He was laughing.<BR/><BR/>"Did you run the trim nose-down?" I accused.<BR/><BR/>"Yes; I wanted to see how you would handle a trim runaway."<BR/><BR/>"Well, look," I said, "This is a real airplane and those are real passengers back there, and if you do something like that again I'll break your %%$%#* arm."<BR/><BR/>He did this to enough people that the company let him go.Dr.ATPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10577827249492491854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-431515400045975752.post-12980456670616286972009-02-21T13:33:00.000-08:002009-02-21T13:33:00.000-08:00Yeah, "Fate is the Hunter". I've been interested ...Yeah, "Fate is the Hunter". I've been interested in aviation all my life and yet somehow never read it until last month.<BR/><BR/>What a life he had. I wonder sometimes if I was "born 30 years too late" and missed the golden age of aviation .. who knows.<BR/><BR/>Though it struck me how often he mentioned accidents of his peers - the dedication page on "Fate" is 3 pages long of "gone west" pilots. Not all of them were war casualties.<BR/><BR/>Here is <A HREF="http://www.transoceanairlines.com/sisto.html" REL="nofollow">a story of one of his peers.</A> ( no doubt Ernest would never do anything like this - but there you go. ) It was a different age.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com