I didn't. You kept disagreeing
or violently agreeing. I'm not sure which...
She was saying a great many Private pilots used to stumble into people, share expenses, and head somewhere without a care in the world what the other people in the aircraft wanted to see or do in the remote location.
Really nobody gave much thought to it until the Internet made it easier to find Chief Counsel letters, and folks started talking about it.
Nowadays it's a "focus item" for CFIs and DPEs but back in the 90s when I got my Private? Nobody talked about "common purpose" unless they were buying an aircraft to fly for work and dug in with a lawyer and accountant to see what they could legally deduct, etc.
My DPE typed up my first cert on a typewriter. He didn't give a rat's ass who I flew where, as long as he deemed I could get them there safely. And there weren't any websites to look up Chief Counsel letters back then, nor any particular concern on anyone's part that someone getting in my airplane (or my rental) didn't know I wasn't trained to Commercial standards and therefore taking their life at additional risk.
Frankly none of my friends are that stupid, but some people's friends might be, I suppose. They knew it wasn't a scheduled airline flight.
But plenty of them got in the rental airplane after calling up and saying, "Want to go to Cabella's?" and off we'd go to KSNY. I don't think I ever bought a single item other than a bison burger at Cabella's, but I sure hauled a bunch of fishing gear home back then for friends who wanted to go.
Even back then, I rarely bothered to split costs. THAT was a pretty well known requirement and pushed pretty hard in the 90s and I decided my life would be a whole lot simpler if I just paid the airplane bill.
But then again, I don't think I paid for that bison burger. Or the steak dinner later that night. On my friend's back porch. Probably got some free bowling out of it too, at least once. Damn.
Nowadays? Got "compensated". Crap. I'd better file a NASA form. (No not really.)
The general "feel" back then was if someone wanted to go somewhere and you were a pilot and had a plane, then go. You're rated and safe enough to do it. It isn't as safe as boarding an airliner but your friends probably picked up on that from the whole fact that they were sitting in a 1970s vintage spam can with David Clark headclamps on their head.
I never really had to (nor did) "hold out" either. Folks would just call up and ask if we could go to Cabella's. Or wherever.
Nowadays I think I'd explain "common purpose" to them and make sure they understood that we really would have taken the trip anyway. But since we have a solid history of just taking trips in the airplane for no damned real reason at all, I don't think that'd be too hard to prove. I'll fly anywhere.
Nowadays I'd just give them a damned flight lesson. They might as well log it and do something over there in the other seat. Slacker. Make 'em work for it. (Well after the SE add on is done, anyway...)
"You're doing the takeoff and then flying us to Cabella's. Here's a first logbook. See this thing over here? It's called a Hobbs meter. It'll be counting up how much you should be paying for be airplane and me. Ha. Now, let's talk about how to start this thing and how we steer on the ground. And there's your first training endorsement. How about that? Call me if you want to do more. Here's a copy of the syllabus outline I use."
"Oh by the way, let me take a photo of your driver's license, sorry, it's a terrorist thing. It'll be in my filing cabinet and then my safety deposit box for five years, thanks to TSA. No, I'm not going to use it to steal your identity."
LOL. You just went places in airplanes back then. Nobody ever said the words "common purpose". But there also wasn't the Internet for people who didn't know you to figure out you were a pilot with an airplane either.
There were, however, bulletin boards hanging on walls. At the aviation college. "Anybody want to go to Vegas?" wasn't exactly an uncommon site on same.
Hell, the newsletters from that aviation fraternity could have been considered "holding out" by today's standards. Big time. I wasn't a member but they'd happily put you on their mailing list for "fly outs". Cram twenty college kids into five airplanes and go somewhere with a bunch of aviation major strangers. Wasn't uncommon at all.