John Baker
Final Approach
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John Baker
I had the day off, but I woke up early anyway. I went up to the airport with no plan at all. I was by myself so I decided to make a flight across the desert to Sun Valley Arizona. (A-20) That is the home of Sheble aviation, where I got my ticket.
This is the longest flight I've ever made solo, around 225nm each way.
The weather was great, I had a good tailwind, and of course, moderate turbulence over the hot desert. I noticed a large fire to the south, and the smoke heading north below me, but it was no big deal. I was was at 7,500'
So, I get there, the radio is silent, there was a stiff breeze, about 15kts G to 20, going straight down the runway. I made one of my best landings and taxied over to Sheble Aviation. No one, not one person was there. They have a little self serve snack bar, so I had a sandwich and an ice cream and left my money in the jar.
I gassed up my Warrior and headed back, into a nice headwind the whole way. So I'm flying at 8,500' and just at about my halfway mark when I enter the smoke from the fire I saw on the way out. I wasn't all that concerned at first, it seemed fairly thin, but not for long. I was engulfed and lost sight of the ground and the horizon. I called flight watch and made a pirep, then for the first time, I was on a genuine instrument flight.
I decided to see if I could climb above it and broke through at 10,500'. So I had about 20 minutes of genuine IFR flying, which is the point of this whole post, I did great. I get to brag.
Then as I was approaching Borrego Valley, on my way to the Julian VOR, which sits atop a mountain, I started sinking at over a 1000' per minute.
I could not get her to climb at all, and turned south toward V-66. The next thing I knew, I was at 12,500', so I turned back to the Julian VOR.
Julian is the point when you know your home, I was on the ground in about half an hour.
Four and a half hours of flying, what a great day.
John
This is the longest flight I've ever made solo, around 225nm each way.
The weather was great, I had a good tailwind, and of course, moderate turbulence over the hot desert. I noticed a large fire to the south, and the smoke heading north below me, but it was no big deal. I was was at 7,500'
So, I get there, the radio is silent, there was a stiff breeze, about 15kts G to 20, going straight down the runway. I made one of my best landings and taxied over to Sheble Aviation. No one, not one person was there. They have a little self serve snack bar, so I had a sandwich and an ice cream and left my money in the jar.
I gassed up my Warrior and headed back, into a nice headwind the whole way. So I'm flying at 8,500' and just at about my halfway mark when I enter the smoke from the fire I saw on the way out. I wasn't all that concerned at first, it seemed fairly thin, but not for long. I was engulfed and lost sight of the ground and the horizon. I called flight watch and made a pirep, then for the first time, I was on a genuine instrument flight.
I decided to see if I could climb above it and broke through at 10,500'. So I had about 20 minutes of genuine IFR flying, which is the point of this whole post, I did great. I get to brag.
Then as I was approaching Borrego Valley, on my way to the Julian VOR, which sits atop a mountain, I started sinking at over a 1000' per minute.
I could not get her to climb at all, and turned south toward V-66. The next thing I knew, I was at 12,500', so I turned back to the Julian VOR.
Julian is the point when you know your home, I was on the ground in about half an hour.
Four and a half hours of flying, what a great day.
John