Ok, Ok, I couldn't resist...
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The grand adventure is yet again afoot. Stuff happens out here in the world that you just couldn't make up if you tried and creates some great memories. We're spending just as much time recounting past adventures to the newbies as actively creating new *very* impressionable ones at every turn.
Charlie flight launched out of homestead and Lead immediately split the comm onboard and gave me a job "Just get us cleared through the delta." She was meanwhile busy on the other radio opening flight plans with Miami Radio. One of the flight plans had the wrong N number which was corrected and they started making comments about the second leg flight plans filed wouldn't work. "Ok", we'll deal with that later when we come to it...
Off we went with out three ship. We spent the whole day at 9500'. Our fuel stop at Stella Maris was a seemingly easy quick hop and they had us cleared in, cleared out, and fueled as fast as possible.
Back up top for the run to Punta Cana was super easy cheesy until we hit the Santo Domingo FIR where we got a much needed Spanish lesson as they repeated transmissions over and over for us... Rosie got to avoid the dreaded lady on Santo Domingo Radio that is absolutely impossible to understand and was calling traffic opposite direction 40 miles ahead!!! I kid you not.
We followed a 737 to the runway and did a sorta' modified trail/staggered three ship landing on the huge runway. Nobody said a thing. Good wingmen that followed instructions all the way to touchdown and rollout.
Customs was ONE form and done in a jiffy.
And, Oh the adventures in between. Diddy got her call sign, Taco might get his changed to "Floater". I spent at least 45min of the day in tears of laughter over some of the stuff that comes up. On the ground after starting back up at our fuel stop, "Charlie flight check. ..., ..., Threep." grr, "Charlie flight check! .. Uh, two has an issue." (in a slight tone of shame) Be careful of the inflation mechanism of the life vest to say the least.
We'll see where the adventure takes us tomorrow. Breakfast between 8-9 with Charlie flight at the buffet (good). Rosie, check in. We launch from here on Friday.
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aprs track in the signature.
The grand adventure is yet again afoot. Stuff happens out here in the world that you just couldn't make up if you tried and creates some great memories. We're spending just as much time recounting past adventures to the newbies as actively creating new *very* impressionable ones at every turn.
Charlie flight launched out of homestead and Lead immediately split the comm onboard and gave me a job "Just get us cleared through the delta." She was meanwhile busy on the other radio opening flight plans with Miami Radio. One of the flight plans had the wrong N number which was corrected and they started making comments about the second leg flight plans filed wouldn't work. "Ok", we'll deal with that later when we come to it...
Off we went with out three ship. We spent the whole day at 9500'. Our fuel stop at Stella Maris was a seemingly easy quick hop and they had us cleared in, cleared out, and fueled as fast as possible.
Back up top for the run to Punta Cana was super easy cheesy until we hit the Santo Domingo FIR where we got a much needed Spanish lesson as they repeated transmissions over and over for us... Rosie got to avoid the dreaded lady on Santo Domingo Radio that is absolutely impossible to understand and was calling traffic opposite direction 40 miles ahead!!! I kid you not.
We followed a 737 to the runway and did a sorta' modified trail/staggered three ship landing on the huge runway. Nobody said a thing. Good wingmen that followed instructions all the way to touchdown and rollout.
Customs was ONE form and done in a jiffy.
And, Oh the adventures in between. Diddy got her call sign, Taco might get his changed to "Floater". I spent at least 45min of the day in tears of laughter over some of the stuff that comes up. On the ground after starting back up at our fuel stop, "Charlie flight check. ..., ..., Threep." grr, "Charlie flight check! .. Uh, two has an issue." (in a slight tone of shame) Be careful of the inflation mechanism of the life vest to say the least.
We'll see where the adventure takes us tomorrow. Breakfast between 8-9 with Charlie flight at the buffet (good). Rosie, check in. We launch from here on Friday.