What happened Leadsie?
Are you living in your brothers shadow?
Did you fail Psychometric testing when going for the cadetship? (Very Likely!)
Or are you colour blind?
I can imagine that the next time you're inbound and you hear the dreaded Skygod making their CTAF call, sounding like a try hard amateur ATC, your sweaty palms will grip that bit harder on the yoke.
Muttering and cursing under your breath you'll open up the throttle, **** the lean of peak, you'll be going full rich today baby!
You don't have to make any damn calls, because you don't bloody have to!
You know where you are, what you are doing and how you're going to bloody well do it!
Those Skygods can see you from their privileged seat 0A, on their fancy equipment, sipping their Lattes and smirking slyly at the sexy flighty in the jump seat who's showing a bit of leg. They don't have time to look out the window!
Later that Friday night, in the Aero Club bar, you'll grip your yoke even harder as you regale tales of heroics operating into CTAFs amongst the Skygods.
A legend in their own lunchtime.
And I thought that I was good
