denverpilot
Tied Down
I had another one of those "hmm, that was interestingly close" close encounters with another aircraft coming back from Calhan, CO (5V4) into Centennial, CO (KAPA) this weekend.
Not to make it sound like they're that common, this is maybe the third time in 400 hours I've thought... "Hmm, that was close."
I was at 8,500' north-west-bound. Basically draw a line on the map from Calhan to KAPA and you've got the route. I was 15-20 miles out from KAPA on that line. Closer to 20.
I look up and one of the KAPA club DA-20's (yeah, he went by that close - I will be nice here and not say which club, but there's only two on the field that I know of, and I could read the N-number later on...) is growing in the windshield, south-east bound.
He's slightly right of me at the same altitude. A collision wouldn't have occurred with zero input from either of us, but it would have been a damn close pass with a hell of a closing rate.
I simultaneously banked left with my left hand, to both stick a wing up and to become a "moving target" for his eyeballs, and slapped both the taxi and landing lights on simultaneously with my right hand. It was obvious that I had just become QUITE visible to him, because he countered with the same move to his left and got the wing high enough to block his view of me.
Don't know his speed, but I was cleaned up and in high-speed cruise at about 120 knots indicated. Time from seeing him to being wing-up was about 1 second, and he passed one more second after that.
I wonder how much he would have scared the pee out of me if I had been heads-down looking at something when he passed.
I heard him arriving behind me into KAPA a few minutes later. I wasn't mad, or even concerned about the eastbound flying at 8500', really... so I didn't wander over from the hangar and talk to the pilot.
I was actually doing a leg strictly VFR without Flight Following which is not my typical "norm"... ironic, I suppose that I end up nose-to-nose with another aircraft 20 miles from the airport.
Another gentle reminder from fate to keep those eyeballs out the window, I suppose.
Not to make it sound like they're that common, this is maybe the third time in 400 hours I've thought... "Hmm, that was close."
I was at 8,500' north-west-bound. Basically draw a line on the map from Calhan to KAPA and you've got the route. I was 15-20 miles out from KAPA on that line. Closer to 20.
I look up and one of the KAPA club DA-20's (yeah, he went by that close - I will be nice here and not say which club, but there's only two on the field that I know of, and I could read the N-number later on...) is growing in the windshield, south-east bound.
He's slightly right of me at the same altitude. A collision wouldn't have occurred with zero input from either of us, but it would have been a damn close pass with a hell of a closing rate.
I simultaneously banked left with my left hand, to both stick a wing up and to become a "moving target" for his eyeballs, and slapped both the taxi and landing lights on simultaneously with my right hand. It was obvious that I had just become QUITE visible to him, because he countered with the same move to his left and got the wing high enough to block his view of me.
Don't know his speed, but I was cleaned up and in high-speed cruise at about 120 knots indicated. Time from seeing him to being wing-up was about 1 second, and he passed one more second after that.
I wonder how much he would have scared the pee out of me if I had been heads-down looking at something when he passed.
I heard him arriving behind me into KAPA a few minutes later. I wasn't mad, or even concerned about the eastbound flying at 8500', really... so I didn't wander over from the hangar and talk to the pilot.
I was actually doing a leg strictly VFR without Flight Following which is not my typical "norm"... ironic, I suppose that I end up nose-to-nose with another aircraft 20 miles from the airport.
Another gentle reminder from fate to keep those eyeballs out the window, I suppose.
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