A story for Stan.
A story for Stan.
Enjoy your reacquainting period with the Predatir.
I love looking over your shoulder.
I story for you Stan so you can look over my shoulder as I rediscover the magic of The Predator. It was fun having you along and you helped me break out of my practical standards mode.
I was not satisfied with my speed and altitude control Tuesday in somewhat windy conditions at Santa Maria (KSMX) and figured on flying early on Wednesday before the winds came up.
Arrived at the airport is the ceiling was 800 overcast.
Some FAA people were out checking something on the runway making a challenge for ATC so I ended up taking off on 20.
My first pattern I busted my pattern altitude (800 MSL plus or minus 100 feet) and did well on the airspeed (plus or minus five knots).
The next three were easily to practical even though the wind was starting to come up.
I asked for a right crosswind departure to the North West and it was approved as requested.
I decided to try slow flight so I slowed to 20kts and did some left and right 360s.
I found it easy to control altitude, airspeed and heading within commercial practical tests standards
”Establishes and maintains a specified airspeed, +5,-0, in straight-and-level flight, turns, climbs, and descents as directed.
Maintains the specified altitude, ±50 feet.
Maintains the specified heading during straight flight, ±5°.
Maintains specified bank angle, ±5°, during turning flight.
Rolls out on specified headings, ±5°.”
So in my overconfidence I tried recognition and recovery from high rate of descent. I didn’t have any trouble maintaining my heading plus or minus ten degrees. I had cruise power in and even at 30kts The Predator would not attain a high rate of descent so I slowed to 20kts indicated air speed and pulled the power back. I lowered the nose and lost less than 200 feet getting back up to 50kts.
It was a beautiful day and I felt I had demonstrated sufficient restraint so I started sporting around.
I headed up the beach at 45kts indicated airspeed with the Lycoming just rumbling along at 1,820 rpm.
I announced Oceano Traffic, white gyroplane seven miles to the south, transitioning to the north along the shoreline at 500 feet and forty five knots.
When I reported at five miles to the south my friend who flies the jump plane and has been flying in The Predator to Hurst Castle announced on the CTAF; “good to see you up in The Predator Vance, perfect day for it”.
I never tire of the curve of the shoreline and the deep blue pacific with the waves breaking white.
I loved the feel of the cool ocean air on my face and all the ocean smells.
I rumbled past Oceano waving at my friend and made my last call over the Pismo pier.
They should have changed the ATIS but it was still Oskar so I called the San Luis Obispo tower.
It was a new guy and he was panicked that he couldn’t see me on radar after I had hit the ident button. He kept asking me where I was and I suspect he didn’t know where Shell beach is or the entrance to the Avilla Pass. I was to report established on the downwind. Then he asked me if I had the Cessna in sight on a right base. I explained I was on the other side of the hill and could not see the Cessna. I thought I could hear one of the girls in the background “helping” him.
As soon as I touched down I was to call ground and one of the girls said “welcome back Vance; it is good to see you waving again!”
I came in behind a life flight helicopter and he came over to have a look at The Predator and ask the usual questions about gyroplanes. (Is it safe? Is it hard to fly?) I offered to give him a quick lesson but he was in a hurry to get back to Los Angles.
I took a table in the sun (the two seat tables are along the edge of the patio) and a very nice couple invited me to sit at their table in the shade. She was fascinated with The Predator and asked all kinds of questions and listened well to the answers. He was more pointed and asked engineer questions. They live up near Mount Shasta and were down for a family get together. Its wild fire country and we talked about the many California Wild Fires. Neither one of them was a Pilot but he was a planes, trains and automobile sort of guy.
I had to get back for an appointment with Michael so I flew to SMX direct with a short diversion over the house. Ed was babysitting Presley, our granddaughter and it is the first time she has seem me flying. She is only 14 months but Ed feels she understood that I was flying.
It felt great to be out in the open because it was a very hot day.
I love how easy it is to take pictures from the open aircraft.
I had cut the string off my camera for taking pictures in Puff and had to safety wire a new strap on.
I am still a little unsure of myself so I didn’t take a lot of pictures near the airport.
I loved the relaxed quality of The Predator and spent more time below 50kts indicate air speed than I would have in Puff.