An email was channeled to me via secure network. It stated if I don't forward all my credentials within two days to a certain address I would never had a chance to touch down on a military concrete. And so I did in a big hurry not telling anyone. In a couple weeks I was clear to visit McGuire AFB with 36 other local bug smashers. The military conducted a Midair Collision Avoidance seminar and the brass approved a flyin.
Arriving aircrafts were split in 4 groups and each group received a time slot. I departed earlier and planned to intercept somebody by NYC.
I couldn't locate my target and flew to a VOR on top of which I relaxed for 15 minutes listening to the radio chat and waiting for my time slot.
McGuire Approach did a nice job lining all those little planes up for the runway. They called us small civilian aircrafts.
I landed long, exited almost by the parking ramp but military ground control stopped me right there and I was told to wait till all conga passes. Discipline.
Everybody was personally met and briefed by a flight crew member.
Arriving aircrafts were split in 4 groups and each group received a time slot. I departed earlier and planned to intercept somebody by NYC.
I couldn't locate my target and flew to a VOR on top of which I relaxed for 15 minutes listening to the radio chat and waiting for my time slot.
McGuire Approach did a nice job lining all those little planes up for the runway. They called us small civilian aircrafts.
I landed long, exited almost by the parking ramp but military ground control stopped me right there and I was told to wait till all conga passes. Discipline.
Everybody was personally met and briefed by a flight crew member.
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