Rotorheads Christmas Thread

[Ned-Air2Air]

Just thought I would start a Xmas thread and wish Merry Xmas and Happy New Year to all of those on Rotorheads I know, and also to those I dont.

Have a great time over Xmas and the New Year, and to all those Rotorheads who are working over this festive season, will have a drink for you (actually maybe a few :ok: ) To those who are home, hope you have a great time with your families and loved ones and to those who arent remember the words to that song "if you cant be with the one you love, love the one you're with"

Safe flying everyone and onwards and upwards for 2010.

Ned

[anonythemouse]

I would like to concur with the sentiments expressed by Ned-Air2Air though I have my reservations of 'loving the one i'm with' seeing as I will be spending Christmas Day with 2 hairy @rsed Cops! :ok:

[md 600 driver]

anonythemouse

is that the same mouse that was in sheffield that i stood in for a few xmas ago to take santa to school ?

[SilsoeSid]

Hey Anonythemouse...

I will be spending Christmas Day with 2 hairy @rsed Cops!

...why not take in some waxing strips and make it a 'Back, Sack and Crack-tastic' day for all!

:E

[Dave_Jackson]

A truly unreal Christmas gift;

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4120295858_ff03beaa55_o.png (http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2772/4120295858_ff03beaa55_o.png)

[widgeon]

MBB / Eurocopter BO-105 M 1980 S/N: 5008:eBay Motors (item 270502526038 end time Dec-23-09 11:25:38 PST) (http://cgi.ebay.com/ebaymotors/MBB-Eurocopter-BO-105-M-1980-S-N-5008_W0QQitemZ270502526038QQcmdZViewItemQQptZMotors_Aircraft ?hash=item3efb34fc56)
Nice paint job :yuk:

[MightyGem]

I will be spending Christmas Day with 2 hairy @rsed Cops! http://images.ibsrv.net/ibsrv/res/src:www.pprune.org/get/images/smilies/thumbs.gif
Likewise. Have a good one everyone.

[Darren999]

Mine will be with 2 hairy @rsed Medics!!

[Non-PC Plod]

Just worried about the depth of your arse-knowledge?:E

[Droopy]

I think it's fair to assume that all police observers, of whatever gender, are hairy-ar$ed

[anonythemouse]

MD 600 Driver, no I'm not the same 'Mouse' he's a LOT bigger than me but is a good friend from the military days. SilsoeSid, thanks for that, you've put me off our Christmas buffet already! :ok:

[huntnhound]

I will be spending Christmas Day with 2 hairy @rsed Cops!

Could be a lot worse...theres always the dole queue :}

[Thomas coupling]

To all "professionals" out there. enjoy the festive period - recharge your batteries and make 2010 a year to remember.

Perhaps we should have a get together - a back slapping session where we recognise what each has achieved so far.
Any suggestions?

TC

[Whirlygig]

A cracking idea Thomas :ok: 'Tis about time we had a Rotorheads Bash.

Somewhere central, with a bar and accommodation. I'd say, not on a school night but then, all nights are school nights for pilots :}

Any takers? Anyone prepared to help organise?

Cheers

Whirls



..and yes, I DO appreciate Norfolk ain't central :ouch:

[John Eacott]

And a very Merry Christmas from Dunnunda :ok:

TC, great idea: is NW of Melbourne central enough? Plenty of room to land in the back paddock and seafood for Chrimbo lunch, I'll even loan Whirls the motorbike if she promises to bring it back :cool:

[topendtorque]

Yeah Ned, Thanks and merry Xmas to you an’ all too.
Come 2010, after a few shenanigans in 09, I don’t know what I’ll do?
Bin a funny year; Geoffrey Yunipingi takes Europe by storm.
Outside there is the biggest snowfall, no one knows the form;
The whole country is under a cloud, we’ve heard from many so loud,
Warming is gonna take us, sink a heap of islands and kill a whole crowd.

Santa’s sleigh has been seen over the border at height
Between Columbia and Venezuela my, what a sight.
Then Monckton and co have put the ice on the head of the IPCC
Front up to the music they say or we’ll have you by the turnouts you’ll see.
No word of retribution as yet for the one, whose name rhymes with bore,
Maybe they’ll drill him as well and get right to the core.

There may be light in the NT as it’s just been announced,
That the brand new air-med show is ready to be bounced.
Roll up your sleeves, pick up a sharp pencil, and get ready to quote
You never know who will turn up ready to go for broke.
Life goes on, drought and fire one minute, flood and cyclone the bloody next
Graded line and back burn, or shovel and four wheel drive, I’m off the freezer chest.
Cheers Tet

[paco]

Yeah, Ned - happy hols to you and the gang there, and to anyone else I know and haven't gotten around to sending greetings to. I will be spending it on the SW Fateh field this year, so it'll be a bit warmer than usual!

To everyone who helped make things a success this year - thank you, and have a great New Year!

Phil

[EN48]

The Night Before Christmas - Aviation Style

'Twas the night before Christmas, on the ramp by the lobby,
Not a copter was stirring, not even a Robbie.
The aircraft were fastened to tie downs with care,
In hopes that come morning, they all would be there.

The fuel trucks were nestled, all snug in their spots,
With gusts from two-forty at 39 knots.
I slumped at the fuel desk, now finally caught up,
And settled down comfortably, resting my butt.

When the radio lit up with noise and with chatter,
I turned up the scanner to see what was the matter.
A voice clearly heard over static and snow,
Called for clearance to land at the airport below.

He barked his transmission so lively and quick,
I'd have sworn that the call sign he used was "St. Nick".
I ran to the panel to turn up the lights,
The better to welcome this magical flight.

He called his position, no room for denial,
"St. Nicholas One, turnin' left onto final."
And what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But a Rutan-built sleigh, with eight Rotax Reindeer!

With vectors to final, down the glideslope he came,
As he passed all fixes, he called them by name:
"Now Ringo! Now Tolga! Now Trini and Bacun!
On Comet! On Cupid!" What pills was he takin'?

While controllers were sittin', and scratchin' their head,
They phoned to my office, and I heard it with dread,
The message they left was both urgent and dour:
"When Santa pulls in, have him please call the tower."

He landed like silk, with the sled runners sparking,
Then I heard "Left at Charlie," and "Taxi to parking."
He slowed to a taxi, turned off of three-oh
And stopped on the ramp with a "Ho, ho-ho-ho..."

He stepped out of the sleigh, but before he could talk,
I ran out to meet him with my best set of chocks.
His red helmet and goggles were covered with frost
And his beard was all blackened from Reindeer exhaust.

His breath smelled like peppermint, gone slightly stale,
And he puffed on a pipe, but he didn't inhale.
His cheeks were all rosy and jiggled like jelly,
His boots were as black as a cropduster's belly.

He was chubby and plump, in his suit of bright red,
And he asked me to "fill it, with hundred low-lead."
He came dashing in from the snow-covered pump,
I knew he was anxious for drainin' the sump.

I spoke not a word, but went straight to my work,
And I filled up the sleigh, but I spilled like a jerk.
He came out of the restroom, and sighed in relief,
Then he picked up a phone for a Flight Service brief.

And I thought as he silently scribed in his log,
These reindeer could land in an eighth-mile fog.
He completed his pre-flight, from the front to the rear,
Then he put on his headset, and I heard him yell, "Clear!"

And laying a finger on his push-to-talk,
He called up the tower for clearance and squawk.
"Take taxiway Charlie, the southbound direction,
Turn right three-two-zero at pilot's discretion"

He sped down the runway, the best of the best,
"Your traffic's an Agusta, inbound from the west."
Then I heard him proclaim, as he climbed thru the night,
"Merry Christmas to all! I have traffic in sight."

[twinstar_ca]

awesome poem, EN48!!! :ok::ok:

ned, to you and your family, all the best in the new year... same goes to og..

to all other ppruners, enjoy family and friends both on line and irl..

and always remember.. "to fly is heavenly, to hover... divine!!!" :}:)

[EN48]

awesome poem, EN48!!


Yes - it is! I wish I could claim it as my own, but the author is unknown (to me at least).

[Squeaks]

'Twas the night before christmas;
there wasn't a sound.
Not a possum was stirring; no-one was around.
We'd left on the table
some tucker and beer,
Hoping that Santa Claus
soon would be here;

We children were snuggled up safe in our beds,
While dreams of pavlova danced 'round in our heads;
And Mum in her nightie,
and Dad in his shorts,
Had just settled down to watch TV sports.
When outside the house
a mad ruckus arose;

Loud squeaking and banging
woke us from our doze.
We ran to the screen door,
peeked cautiously out,
snuck onto the deck,
then let out a shout.

Guess what had woken us up from our snooze,
But a rusty old ute
pulled by eight mighty 'roos.
The cheerful man driving
was giggling with glee,
And we both knew at once
who this plump bloke must be.

Now, I'm telling the truth
it's all dinki-di,
Those eight kangaroos fairly soared through the sky.
Santa leaned out the window
to pull at the reins,
And encouraged the 'roos,
by calling their names.

'Now, Kylie! Now, Kirsty!
Now, Shazza and Shane!
On Kipper! On, Skipper!
On, Bazza and Wayne!
Park up on that water tank.
Grab a quick drink,
I'll scoot down the gum tree.
Be back in a wink!'

So up to the tank those eight kangaroos flew,
With the ute full of toys,
and Santa Claus too.
He slid down the gum tree
and jumped to the ground,
Then in through the window
he sprang with a bound.

He had bright sunburned cheeks
and a milky white beard.
A jolly old joker
was how he appeared.
He wore red stubby shorts
and old thongs on his feet,
And a hat of deep crimson
as shade from the heat.

His eyes - bright as opals -
Oh! how they twinkled!
And, like a goanna,
his skin was quite wrinkled!
His shirt was stretched over
a round bulging belly
Which shook when he moved,
like a plate full of jelly.

A fat stack of prezzies
he flung from his back,
And he looked like a swaggie
unfastening his pack.
He spoke not a word,
but bent down on one knee,
To position our goodies
beneath the yule tree.

Surfboard and footy-ball shapes
for us two.
And for Dad, tongs to use
on the new barbeque.
A mysterious package
he left for our Mum,
Then he turned and he winked
and he held up his thumb;

He strolled out on deck and his 'roos came on cue;
Flung his sack in the back and prepared to shoot through.
He bellowed out loud
as they swooped past the gates-
'MERRY CHRISTMAS to all,
and goodonya, MATES!'

[22clipper]

The Sydney R'Heads got together for lunch Sat19th John, close to a dozen choppers and about twice that many people. I was amazed! We should hook up wif the Melbourne mob some time? Tumba bloody rumba is 'bout half way. Know any nice vineyards near there? We could maybe try for two dozen copters?

[Senior Pilot]

To all our fellow helicopter pilots, engineers and crew may I wish you a safe, joyous and peaceful Christmas wherever you are in the world.

[VeeAny]

As usual at this time of year Norad is tracking Santa you can see his progress here.

Some games to play in Santsa village also if you goto Kids Countdown.

Official NORAD Santa Tracker (http://www.noradsanta.org/)

Happy Christmas to all of you, safe flying for next year and beyond.

Gary

PS EN48 That poem is brilliant !

[9Aplus]

Merry Christmas ;)

[topendtorque]

Here you go, a good news story for those who have grandkids and looking for a 'real' story to tell them about xmas downunder.


Six white boomers ready for Australian run - ABC News (Australian Broadcasting Corporation) (http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2009/12/24/2780665.htm)

[Regain]

A Rotorheads bash. Sounds like a good idea. Bet it's on my work days though.

Anyone watch Grumpy Old Christmas? It seems I'm not alone. Bah. Still got Christmas dinner to make. Bet they call us out and it burns. Humbug.

Think I'll take a walk out and be a vulnerable misper! Or get my air-rifle out. Or crash my car and say there was someone else driving. No, sod it, I'll just fly over everyone's house who works here and say hello. That's better, I feel all Christmasy now. A big Turkey for the Marley's on me.

And my hairy ar*ed coppers have made me a nice fresh coffee. Lovely.

Merry Christmas all you drivers and passengers out there. Roll on nationalisation.

[Regain]

Oh yes, and my hairy ar*ed ones must think I keep forgetting they're on double time as they keep reminding me. I don't even get a day off in the loo!

[Regain]

Bah, humbug again!

[What Limits]

Perfect quote from Ozzy Osborne on "Grumpy Old Men @ Christmas"

"Christmas, its just a load of old bollocks, really"