When do you lose the ability to fly your aircraft?
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My ability drops with bladder fill level, to the point I’m effectively a waterlogged brain trying to look like a pilot.
Never, ever fly an aircraft with and endurance greater than your bladder capacity!
I’m about to convert onto the AW169, that’s 3 hours! I have a two hour bladder😭😭😭
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hope retirement is good mate, save some of it for us other old un’s.
Never, ever fly an aircraft with and endurance greater than your bladder capacity!
I’m about to convert onto the AW169, that’s 3 hours! I have a two hour bladder😭😭😭
SND
hope retirement is good mate, save some of it for us other old un’s.
To return to the original post/question, this old wrinkly had a terrific thrill when offered a flight LHS in a Paro identical to the one he had owned for many years. After 24 years it was just like riding a bicycle, every landing a greaser, power/pitch settings adjusted almost by sound. Where I came adrift was in radio procedure, and I was totally lost with some gadget called Garmin after doing my IR on single-pointer basic ADF etc. If you're taught the basics I think basic flying should be automatic ... but not this **** iphone and other electronic stuff.
My ability drops with bladder fill level, to the point I’m effectively a waterlogged brain trying to look like a pilot.
Try 250Nm out into the Atlantic from the W coast of Ireland and back on a 5-hour rescue! The closest I have ever got to needing the pee-tube in the Sea King!
Never, ever fly an aircraft with an endurance greater than your bladder capacity!
There are other solutions which are more Blue Peter like involving half a washing-up liquid container fitted to a tube that exits the glider near the wheel. Sadly these can result in corrosion to the undercarriage, they also don't work at high altitude if the OAT drops below zero so one is left holding half a washing up liquid container full of liquid with no obvious solution to the problem!
The rain in Spain ...
Boy meets girl etc. The following June they set off in his Paro for a fortnight around the Algarve and Morocco. All goes well for a couple of hours to the halfway point between San Sebastien and Faro, when the careful hydration for the hot climate results in ever more pressing need.
The Paro does not have a toilet cubicle but the lunch had been packed in a plastic bag. Of necessity the couple became even more closely acquainted … the bag was filled, speed back to 70 kts, DV window opened and bag released, with apologies to a little village west of Oviedo VOR.
Forty-plus years later she still must contend with his problem bladder, only it’s two or three times a night which now has a totally different meaning to that which it had 40 years ago. Fortunately we’ve forgotten what was different about it …
The rain in Spain falls mainly from the plane.
The Paro does not have a toilet cubicle but the lunch had been packed in a plastic bag. Of necessity the couple became even more closely acquainted … the bag was filled, speed back to 70 kts, DV window opened and bag released, with apologies to a little village west of Oviedo VOR.
Forty-plus years later she still must contend with his problem bladder, only it’s two or three times a night which now has a totally different meaning to that which it had 40 years ago. Fortunately we’ve forgotten what was different about it …
The rain in Spain falls mainly from the plane.
