How many packets of Cheerios did you go through before you found your 'lightweight IR"?
As I sit here in the flat in Santa Monica looking at a bookcase full of biographies of folks like Chuck Yeager, Emelia Earhart, Wayne Handley, Patty Wagstaff, Sparky Imeson, Clay Lacy and many others, my gaze shifts to an unrestricted view of the huge armada of arriving commercial aviation turning downwind at the Santa Monica VOR for LAX, the vast majority of which are piloted by folks with the same FAA issued IR I've just got. I then look down the beach a few miles to the southwest and see those massive Boeings lumbering out on departure over the shoreline one after the other, all day long, heading for all corners of the globe and I wonder how the foxtrot can these guys and girls pull all this off with “lightweight” ratings?
Gutsy buggers those Yanks
